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Bad Luck - ​Dijon
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Bad Luck ​Dijon

Bad Luck - ​Dijon
I'm bundled up, it's cold in the car
I burrow like an animal in the bend of your arm
You quiet up; it's black where we are
I stumble like an idiot, away from the bar

Teary-eyed, teary-eyed I forget where I parked
I can't stand up
You remind, you remind, you remind me of her
Is it bad luck?

Is that bad luck?
Are you bad luck?

In a dream, we got married outside
Everything gleamed, wedding rings and white
In a dream, we got married outside
Everything gleamed, wedding rings and white
Would you take me for life?
Would you take me for life?
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