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On the Metro tonight the driver said that Foggy Bottom was “the last stop in the District of Columbus.”
Is it possible that people who live here and work here think this is what it’s called?
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Since you asked
- with her killer graces
- and her secret places
- that no boy can fill
- with her hands on her hips
- oh, and that smile on her lips
- because she knows that it kills me
- with her soft french cream
- standing in that doorway
- like a dream
- I wish she'd just leave me alone
- but french cream won't soften
- them boots and french kisses
- will not break that heart of stone
- with her long hair falling
- and her eyes that shine
- like the midnight sun
- she's the one
- that thunder in your heart at night
- when you're kneeling in the dark
- it says
- you're never gonna leave her
- but there's this angel in her eyes
- that tells such desperate lies
- and all you wanna do is believe her
- and tonight you'll try
- just one more time
- to leave it all behind
- and to break on through
- oh, she can take you
- but if she wants to break you
- she's gonna find out
- that ain't so easy to do
- and no matter where
- you sleep tonight
- or how far you run
- she's the one
- with just one kiss
- she'll fill these long summer nights
- with her tenderness
- that secret pact you made
- back when her love could save you
- from the bitterness
- she's the one