Richard Brautigan - A Lady lyrics

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Richard Brautigan - A Lady lyrics

Her face grips at her mouth like a leaf to a tree or a tire to a highway or a spoon to a bowl of soup. She just can't let go with a smile, the poor dear. No matter what happens her face is always a maple tree Highway 101 tomato.

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