Seattle Stars

If I see you in Seattle, and I see you again, and I've overcome the battle that I'm having within, and it's looking like my shadow is going to wear thin, up the creek without a paddle, and it's time to begin
I will have you in a jiffy, teach you two-string guitar, when you're old enough, with ID, take you out to the bar. With my brothers and wife with me, we can play in the yard, and we don't have to pay anything just to look at the stars
We are young, collar-less dogs. We are factory-less cogs. We are nameless and we're fine. We are famous in our minds
All your words stick to me.



Credits
Writer(s): Lee Boyle, Pepe Parish
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