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Tori Amos

"Pretty Good Year"
Under The Pink

Tears on the sleeve of a man don't wanna be a boy today
Heard the eternal footman bought himself a bike to race
Greg he writes letters and burns his CDs
They say you were something in those formative years
Hold onto nothing as fast as you can
Well still pretty good year
Oh pretty good

Maybe a bright sandy beach is gonna bring you back back back
Maybe not so now you're off you're gonna see America
Well let me tell you something about America

Pretty good year
Oh pretty good

Some things are melting now
Some things are melting now
Well hey
What's it gonna take 'til my baby's alright
What's it gonna take 'til my baby's alright

Oh

Greg he writes letters with his birthday pen
Sometimes he's aware that they're drawing him in
Lucy was pretty your best friend agreed
Well still pretty good year
Oh pretty good
Oh pretty good year


Piano and Vocals:  Tori Amos
Strings arranged by  John Philip Shenale
Conducted by Scott Smalley
Hanging out:  George Porter Jr. and Carlo Nuccio

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