The lucksmiths

Aviatrix

The lucksmiths
One of these days
She'll buy an old suitcase
And she'll throw a few things together
Give her godspeed
She says "the sooner I leave the better"

And any day now
That joke will turn sour
And she'll say a sweet goodbye
She'll pack up her things
Strap on her wings and fly

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