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Little Girl Dreams Looking for fairies by the side of twisting highways in the dark of night when they come out to embrace the stars and the lights of the city streets I'd like one to come and ride in the back of my jeep now so I wouldn't feel so dangerous, so reckless in the speed and the chase of the traffic home And if the yellow brick road disappeared I could hold onto her luminescent hand and she would fly above the disaster till I would be too high to fear failure or death or addictive personalities, that've burned my feet so often before Blow a whistle and I'll stand up straight and...
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