She told you about it through a broken bleeding windpipe. It shook your bones and made your life feel skintight.
Well, Sidewalk Annie Now your coattails have come undone, Your whisper´s a scream now Since you don´t speak to anyone.
The howlin´ winds could never care what she liked, Rhythm and Blues or A Stranger In The Night It tore up the trailer with the sounds of a howlin´ wolf, The cellar was stone, even the garden was bulletproof.
Well, Sidewalk Annie Now your coattails have come undone, Your whisper´s a scream now Since you don´t speak to anyone
Little girl in your white ice skates, We´ve seen your face walkin´ around the old school gates, With a hand on your hip and the other one on your head, You realized it wasn´t gone, but lost instead.
Sidewalk Annie Now your coattails have come undone. Your whisper´s a scream now Since you don´t speak to anyone.
Invested a nickel into the banks of a wishing well And blew out the candles and hoped for somethin´ that she could, she could sell.
Sidewalk Annie Now your coattails have come undone. Your whisper´s a scream now Since you don´t speak to anyone.
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