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Long Gone

Paul Sanchez
1996 Mouthing Off Music

Girl with a fever she's hot to the touch
Looks to fragile to the rest of us
She's gone gone gone
Gone gone gone long gone

Blue cotton dress and soft blonde hair
Waking up wondering how I ever got there
She's gone gone gone
Gone gone gone long gone

She used to count the hours we'd be kissing (we'd be kissing)
Watch the beads of sweat drip from our bodies glistening

Once she was sleeping 'neath the desert sky
Dreaming of leaving on the fourth of July
She's gone gone gone
Gone gone gone long gone

Sent a postcard addressed to me
Sunset fading on a cactus tree
She's gone gone gone
Gone gone gone long gone
She's gone

She used to count the hours we'd be kissing (we'd be kissing)
Watch the beads of sweat drip from our bodies glistening

Girl with a fever she's hot to the touch
Looks so fragile to the rest of us
She's gone gone gone
Gone gone gone long gone
Yeah she's gone gone gone
Gone gone gone long gone
She's gone gone gone
Gone gone gone long gone
Yeahhhhhhhhh......