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Joan Osborne Early Recordings

Don?t ask her how she knows, but she knows It?s gonna be great Don?t ask her how she knows, but she knows And she can?t wait Hey, hey, hey, flyaway Hey

Early in the morning when I'm still in bed I start thinking 'bout last night My imagination gets the best of me And I can feel the match burn twice Baby

Get up Jack, crack your head Sweatin' whiskey in my bed Ain't you heard a word I've said Get up Jack Get up Jack, read the news See if you can tie your

August in the city 90 degrees The streets are full of arms and legs The audience is hangin' on the corner Just waitin' for some bones to beg The sniper

: Why does it take so long for you to leave me Once you've said goodbye I wish it could be over quickly Clean and painless and dry But your kiss has

: Comin' out of the window Watchin' down from the wall Billie listens to your heartbeat Floatin' down the hall You think my eyes are covered over You

: How will we stay on the sidewalk When there is no gravity Piece of paper floating upward But no one stops to see And you think that I'm the right

: Early in the morning when I'm still in bed I start thinking 'bout last night My imagination gets the best of me And I can feel the match burn twice

: Don't ask her how she knows, but she knows It's gonna be great Don't ask her how she knows, but she knows And she can't wait Hey hey hey to flyaway