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Washington - Navy Blues
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So you got the navy blues I took off my shirt and shoes I feel like a criminal I love you like an animal I'm laying out my Sunday clothes I can't get my suitcase closed I know that swear a lot But I'm really sure that I forgot To pack something I need I cut my finger but it didn't bleed In hearts, in January Listen, listen, you're so free Skin and bones and meat and mud Salt and teeth and sweat and blood I know I can come and go I know because you told me so You said, "Sister, you're so free," Well I know sailor You're like me So what if I get bloodthirsty? Or a little raggedy? I've got convict ancestry You better get away from me Oh Barcelona, burn you down! I will take this tiny town I've got a little Irish lilt I've got a lot of Catholic guilt And a bleeding heart in January Listen, listen, you're so free Skin and bones and meat and mud Salt and teeth and sweat and blood I know I can come and go I know because you told me so You said, "Sister, you're like me," Well I know sailor You're so free Oh, I know you are just like me Yes, I know you are just like me Oh, I know you are just like me Baby got the navy blues I took off my shirt and shoes I feel like a criminal I love you like an animal With a bleeding heart in January Listen, you're so free Skin and bones and meat and mud Salt and teeth and sweat and blood I know I can come and go I know because you tell me, tell me You said, "Sister, you're like me You're no saint, but you're so free."
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