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i knew a girl was a movie star stalker she would hide in the Hollywood bushes at night dipping her rags in a bucket of water she'd polish her guns and sharpen her knives late on the phone with Sylvester stallone her fingers are bleeding from turning the dial but before long the authorities caught her i guess i'll see her in a while my oh my, here's to mud in your eye and the ones that we hate to defend there are deadheads and doctors and movie star stalkers i pray that i'll see them again i knew a girl, was a millionaire's daughter she would spend her days chasing dead men in her car driving a jag that her mom and dad bought her the dead were the kind with electric guitars her friends, by and by, got on with their lives but sugar magnolia still danced in her head she looked like a vision the last time i saw her i pray that i'll see her again my oh my, here's to mud in your eye and the ones that we hate to defend there are deadheads and doctors and movie star stalkers i pray that i'll see them again i head a dream that the world was my oyster my days and my nights were a magical high living a life like a modern Tom sawyer but the weight of the world has been draggin me down all alone in my own little hold safe from the thunder, the wind and the rain there are deadheads and doctors and movie-star stalkers i pray that i'll see them again.
deadheads and doctors and movie-star stalkers(link to mp3 for download)
