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Snow came up friday, i gotta go |
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Spending winter up in buffalo |
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Someone i met there is calling me so |
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Got to escape the blues man, don't you know |
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Days of sinking summer packed up and gone |
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Nothing helps me, there's nothing wrong |
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It was so pleasant, incandescent, it's over now |
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We should get going |
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Lady i know there, name of christina |
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Six lonely lifetimes since i've seen her |
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She takes you places your heart cannot go |
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During the winter up in buffalo |
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Days by her fire, dazed in the glow |
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Winter surrounds us up in buffalo |
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Days of drowsy pleasure in the afternoon dark |
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We drift together, we drift apart |
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She's got the wherewithal, she's got the knowledge |
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It's wonderful |
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I should be going |
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Out there the snow queen is kidnapping boys |
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Her block-of-ice heart tunes out the noise |
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And soft in the bedroom her eyes indigo |
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Sleeping in the winter in buffalo |
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Down in buffalo |
