
Eau Claire (Unreleased) Dan Auerbach
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Somewhere between Eau Claire and East Moline
There's a boy hanging out at the Dairy Queen
He's thinking about a girl
He ain't never seen
Somewhere between Eau Claire and East Moline
She wasn't that attractive, but she sure was interactive
She tried every tactic to keep him by her side
She swore that she would never
But our boy now he knew better
He tickled her with a feather till' her pages stuck together
Somewhere between Eau Claire and East Moline
Somewhere between Eau Claire and East Moline
There's a boy hanging out at the Dairy Queen
He's thinking about a girl
Who's long and lean
Somewhere between Eau Claire and East Moline
But she lived in Chicago, she sure could make the wind blow
How far is too far to go when you've never been to Fargo
She swore she would never
But our boy now he knew better
He tickled her with a feather till' her pages stuck together
Somewhere between Eau Claire and East Moline
There's a boy hanging out at the Dairy Queen
He's thinking about a girl
He ain't never seen
Somewhere between Eau Claire and East Moline
She wasn't that attractive, but she sure was interactive
She tried every tactic to keep him by her side
She swore that she would never
But our boy now he knew better
He tickled her with a feather till' her pages stuck together
Somewhere between Eau Claire and East Moline
Somewhere between Eau Claire and East Moline
There's a boy hanging out at the Dairy Queen
He's thinking about a girl
Who's long and lean
Somewhere between Eau Claire and East Moline
But she lived in Chicago, she sure could make the wind blow
How far is too far to go when you've never been to Fargo
She swore she would never
But our boy now he knew better
He tickled her with a feather till' her pages stuck together
Somewhere between Eau Claire and East Moline
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