*~*Name That Song!*~*

It ain't complicated
Well I've grown to hate it
I never liked the taste of crow, but baby I ate it

They tried to warn me
They said you were ornery
So don't bring me those big brown eyes and tell me that you're sorry
 
Wish I could be just a little less dramatic
Like a Kennedy when Camelot went down in flames
Leave it to me to be holdin’ the matches
When the fire trucks show up and there’s nobody else to blame
 
Ok, I really want to try this...

You catch a shiver in the dark
It's a-rainin in the park
But meantime, south of the river,
You stop and you hold everything
A band is blowing Dixie double four time
And you feel alright
when you hear the music play
 

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