Stickshift Rocketship
Stickshift Rocketship - The End Of Margaret Mary lyrics
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When I was stuck in New York City, Waiting for an aeroplane,I thought I was flying, Man, I need a shot of novocaine. But I heard I was jaded and a fiend for bad publicity. And I heard, when you're hated, it's a sign of pure simplicity. There's no place like home. There's no place like home. There's no place like Kansas City. Margaret Mary, You know what this means. You'll always be a part of me, But there'll always be A lifetime on the in-between.