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The Gloria Record Miscellaneous I Was Born In Omaha I was born in Omaha In my mother's tired arms After all our fight was gone I bet it felt good just to lie there Drinking in the warm lights And breathing through the tubes As our lovers filled the room with conversation I was named to bear you like A float in a parade My piano fingers tugging at the chord And so much extra skin That I still can't fill it in Wonder whose it could have been 'Cause it don't fit me comfortably And the nurses stopping in To see that you are fine To open up the blinds And shower you with sunshine I was born in Omaha To steal her skeptic heart My piano fingers tugging at the chord 'Cause life in a bubble can be The sweetest thing sometimes With the world just passing by Outside your window Dream over |
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