Sophie B. Hawkins - Gone Baby Lyrics
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Gone Baby
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What Are The Lyrics For Gone Baby By Sophie B. Hawkins?
Sleepy head wake up
Wipe the whiskey from your eyes Turn and reach for me Get hit with a surprise My daddy didn't raise me To get knocked around by you Now all I have to show for love are eyes of black and blue So I'm gone where you will never find me Gone where I can start again Gonna leave this lunacy behind me Be my storie's heroine Hey your gonna say how crazy sorry you are But you can tell your pretty words to the dust of my car 'Cause I'm gone where you will never find me Gone where I can start again Gonna leave this lunacy behind me Be my storie's heroine Goin' where the sun's on my back And my mind is in the wind Gonna take this dance Goin' to find a friend Hit me once, shame on you Shame on me if I wait for number two Ain't exactly what you had planned? Well you shoulda thought of that before you raised your hand Darlin' times have changed and a woman don't take her love in chains Gonna be as free as I wanna be Got my whole damn life in front of me Gone where you will never find me Gone where I can start again Gonna leave this lunacy behind me Be my storie's heroine Goin' where the sun's on my back And my mind is in the wind And I'm stronger than I've never been before |
Who Wrote Gone Baby By Sophie B. Hawkins?
Mary Steenburgen, Sophie B. Hawkins
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What's The Duration Of The Gone Baby By Sophie B. Hawkins?The duration of Gone Baby is 6:00 minutes and seconds. |
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