Birthday Girl

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   Oooooohhh... ooohhh...

[Verse]
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   Early morning, autumn light.
   White washed walls and children playing.
   The air is still, I smell the bakery.
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   Lying here in last night's clothes,
   Mexican girls and Sunday dresses.
   Fill the sidewalks up, Guerrero street.

[Chorus]
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   Save me, I get lost so easy.
   C'mon and lift the fog, my birthday girl.
   The rains came, turned all the hills green,
   Turn the dirt to flowers, birthday girl
   My birthday girl

[Verse]
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   Just because you learn to breathe
   Underwater, doesn't mean
   You ever shake the fear of being drowned.
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   Between the sparks and junkyard thoughts,
   The things I stole, the things I lost,
   You could build a city in my hair.
   In my hair.

[Chorus]
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   Save me, I get lost so easy.
   C'mon and lift the fog, my birthday girl.
   The rains came, turned all the hills green,
   Turn the dirt to flowers, birthday girl

   I don't know what to do,
   Once this gets started.
   I never meant to be so broken hearted.

   Save me, I get lost so easy.
   Turn my dirt to flowers, birthday girl.
   My birthday girl

[Solo]
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[Chorus]
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   Save me, I get lost so easy.
   C'mon and lift the fog, my birthday girl.
   The rains came, turned all the hills green,
   Turn the dirt to flowers, birthday girl.

   I don't know what to do,
   Once this gets started.
   I never meant to be so broken hearted.

   Baby, c'mon and save me,
   Turn my dirt to flowers, birthday girl.
   My birthday girl.