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No Name 4 - Lyrics by Elliot Smith


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for a change she got outbefore he hurt her badtook her records and clothesand pictures of her boyit really made her sadpacked it up and didn't look back
I'm okay let's just forget all about himthe car was coldand it smelled like old cigarettes and pinein her bag I saw thingsshe drew when she was minelike this one hereher alone nobody nearwhat a shame let's just not talk about itno it doesn't look like youbut you did wear cowboy bootsthat's your famethere's no question about itonce we got back insidewith one ear to the ground
I was ready to hide'cause I don't know who's aroundand you look scaredit's our secret do not tell, okaylet's just not talk about itdon't tell okaylet's just forget all about it

Book: Reflection on the Important Things