Caroline Rose

Caroline Rose - Getting To Me lyrics

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Waitress sets the tables, two and four and six

Laying placemats, knife, fork, spoon upon napkin

All the counter people, she knows us all by name

A counter people vision, everywhere we are the same



Oh and once everything starts to shift

Tip the weight that makes this whole thing give

Oh but I don't know where to put my hands

And the thought of silence makes me sick



Hey, I think it might be getting to me

Hey, I think it might be finally getting to me

Hey, I think it might be, finally getting to me

Hey, I think it might be, finally getting to me



All of the pretty people are out here

The women with their jewels and their long dangling earrings

And the men with one hand on the small of her back

The other casually with his thumb through the belt loop of his waistband



And so you line 'em up

A single cell and another one gone

Ostracon vase with your name on the line

And so you line 'em up

A single cell and another one gone

Ostracon vase with your name on the line



Hey, I think it might be getting to me

Hey, I think it might be finally getting to me

Hey, I think it might be, finally getting to me

Hey, I think it might be, finally getting to me
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