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Chapman, W.Jennings & Mike Utley First time I ran Was to the end of the block I didn't know then That it never would stop Mow I look around And what do I see More and more people Running faster then me These days Everybody's on the run When I fell in love For the very first time I couldn't keep up With that girl of mine On a mighty fast track She ran like the wind And she never looked back These days Everybody's on the run Now I've been to England And I've been to France I've learned to love oysters And I know how to dance Someday I'll die And come back again As some little boy Just running to win These days Everybody's on the run Look in the mirror And what do I see The gypsy and fool that I always will be These days Everybody's on the run These days Everybody's on the run If the Phone Doesn't Ring, It's Me If the Phone Doesn't Ring, It's Me IF THE PHONE DOESN'T RING, IT'S ME Jimmy Buffett, Will Jennings, Michael Utley There are oceans of feelings between us Currents that take us and sweep us away That's why we seldom have seen us In the light of a cold hard day Lots of new friends with the same old answers Open your eyes, you might see Of our lives were that simple We'd live in the past If the phone doesn't ring, it's me If the phone doesn't ring You'll know that it's me I'll be out in the eye of the storm If the phone doesn't ring you'll know that I'll be Where someone can make me feel warm It's too bad we can't turn and live in the past If the phone doesn't ring, it's me I've had good days and bad days And going half mad days I try to let go but you're still on my mind I've lost all the old ways I'm searching for new plays Putting it all on the line Lots of new friends with the same old problems Open your eyes, you might see If our lives were that simple We'd live in the past If the phone doesn't ring, it's me If it takes all the future We'll live through the past If the phone doesn't ring, it's me Who's the Blonde Stranger
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The reminder of a fantasy, of an indelible trail she leaves on a dress at the break of day or in the intimate memory of the man who made love to her
