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Little Amsterdam - 2016 Remaster
Tori Amos
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Little Amsterdam in a southern town
Hominy, get it on the plate, girl
Mama, keep your head down
Mama, it wasn't my bullet
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Don't take me back to the range, back to the range
I'm just coming out of the cell in my brain
Don't take me back to the range, back to the range
'Cause, girl, you got to know these days which side you're on
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Mama got sh**, she, she loved a brown man
Then she built a bridge in the sheriff's bed
She'd do anything to save her man
You see, her olives, they are cold pressed
And her best friend is a sun dress
But, Ma, it wasn't my bullet, no
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Don't take me back to the range, back to the range
I'm just coming out of the cell in my brain
Don't take me back to the range, back to the range
'Cause, girl, you got to know these days
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All alone, got a girl in the city
Hey, got a room and a place for two
Got a goat and a faun
I said, "Boy, you are my Fifth Avenue"
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Round and around and around I go
Round and around, this time for keeps
Round and around and around I go
Round and around, this time for keeps
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Father, only you can save my soul
And playing that organ must count for something
Something
Girl, you got to know these days
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Little Amsterdam shut down today
They buried her with a, a butter bean bouquet
And the sheriff now can't ride away
Like he said into the sunset
And I won't say that he shouldn't have paid
But, Mama, it wasn't my bullet
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