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SheShe glows around you like the moonShe smiles at her reflection in a spoon She reads expensive magazines She sees herself in everything You cant judge her for that She knows where her head is at Shes tangled up in you Shes laced up in your shoe Shes got a ladder to the sky Shes got a mad look in her eye You cant judge her for that She knows where her head is at She moves in simple curves She speaks in simple words and its simple to be in love with her You cant judge her for that She knows where her head is at You call her home and you want to move in but a house in not a home and a home is not a house when theres not enough room for you You call her home Sweet Home |