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She's writing she's writing she's writing a novel She's writing she's weaving conceiving a plot It quickens it thickens you can't put it down now It takes you it shakes you it makes you lose your thought But you're caught in your own glory You are believing your own stories Writing your own headlines Ignoring your own deadlines But now you've gotta' write them all again. You think she's an open book But you don't know which page to turn to Do you You think she's an open book But you don't know which page to turn to Do you Do you Do you You want her, confront her, just open your window Unbolt it, unlock it, unfasten your latch You want it, confront it, just open your window All you really have to do is ask But you're caught in your own glory You are believing your own stories Timing your contractions Inventing small contraptions That'll roll across your parlor's hardwood floors You think she's an open book But you don't know which page to turn to Do you You think she's an open book But you don't know which page to turn to Do you Do you Do you You think she's an open book But you don't know which page to turn to Do you Do you Do you Do you Please fill in the fields below and click SUBMIT to send it to your friend.
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