Rachel Kiel - Davis
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All the young girls get off at Davis
And all the pale guys go on to Alewife to pick up their cars
There's no good bars there that we know about
Read the Metro and all the gossip
Kept my head though I nearly lost it
The women are thin
They pack it in before someone throws them out
I don't wanna get old and stuffy
I'm afraid it'll happen if I let you love me
We'll spend all our time in the kitchen, bitchin about the jobs wе do
Don't take me out of Davis, I'm begging you
Thе Boston winter is long and trying
You get a splinter, you feel like dying
It's hard to be kind, to keep in mind the person you want to be
We could fight, we could throw some dishes
Crown the night with a thousand stitches
But when the dust cleared, the stitches healed
It still would be just you and me
I don't wanna get old and sleepy
I'm afraid it'll happen if I let you keep me
We'll put our delusions of grandeur on the top shelf
Don't take me out of Davis, I don't trust myself
He broke the glass when she had her dress on that day
To show life is fragile but we press on anyway
Everyone cries at weddings that's the thing to do
Ohhh, I always cry at weddings, too
All the young girls get off at Davis
And all the pale guys go on to Alewife to pick up their cars
There's no good bars there that we know about
I don't wanna get old and ugly
I'm afraid it'll happen if I let you love me
We'll spend all our time in the kitchen, bitchin about the jobs we do
Don't take me out of Davis, I'm begging you
All the young girls get off at Davis
And all the pale guys go on to Alewife to pick up their cars
There's no good bars there that we know about
Read the Metro and all the gossip
Kept my head though I nearly lost it
The women are thin
They pack it in before someone throws them out
I don't wanna get old and stuffy
I'm afraid it'll happen if I let you love me
We'll spend all our time in the kitchen, bitchin about the jobs wе do
Don't take me out of Davis, I'm begging you
Thе Boston winter is long and trying
You get a splinter, you feel like dying
It's hard to be kind, to keep in mind the person you want to be
We could fight, we could throw some dishes
Crown the night with a thousand stitches
But when the dust cleared, the stitches healed
It still would be just you and me
I don't wanna get old and sleepy
I'm afraid it'll happen if I let you keep me
We'll put our delusions of grandeur on the top shelf
Don't take me out of Davis, I don't trust myself
He broke the glass when she had her dress on that day
To show life is fragile but we press on anyway
Everyone cries at weddings that's the thing to do
Ohhh, I always cry at weddings, too
All the young girls get off at Davis
And all the pale guys go on to Alewife to pick up their cars
There's no good bars there that we know about
I don't wanna get old and ugly
I'm afraid it'll happen if I let you love me
We'll spend all our time in the kitchen, bitchin about the jobs we do
Don't take me out of Davis, I'm begging you
