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Eugene, from Eugene |
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...bought a one-way ticket, took a one-way ride |
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The moon slips through the cracks in the blinds
Shines against her skin
Eugene looks on, as the white light burns his brain
The kids are howling summer madness
Eugene keeps his madness inside
It burns like the moon, against his lover's skin
Eugene, from Eugene
Came to the east coast to follow a dream
Bought a one-way ticket, took a one-way ride
Only carried one bag
But he carried a lot inside....
He thinks about the girl he met
In a run down hotel lobby
Invitation was in her eyes, but he had no money
The breeze is finally cool enough
To slow his thinking down
But the moon still burns, against his lover's skin
Eugene, from Eugene
Came to the east coast to follow a dream
Bought a one-way ticket, took a one-way ride
Only carried one bag
But he carried a lot inside....
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