.Friday's fun to where no one else can go
Always fighting for a place to call her own
Still her voice is clear>
My hands were frozen to my telephone
I was one cold warrior waiting in the snow, invisible
There she goes talking like an auctioneer>
Knocking me down
Ohh but.
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