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Hawksley Workman - You Me And The Weather
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Hawksley Workman - A House Or Maybe A Boat
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Hawksley Workman - A Moth Is Not A Butterfly
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Hawksley Workman - All Of Us Kids
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Hawksley Workman - Anger As Beauty
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Hawksley Workman - Autumn's Here
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Hawksley Workman - Baby This Night
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Hawksley Workman - Bullets
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Hawksley Workman - Claire Fontaine
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Hawksley Workman - Clever Not Beautiful
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Hawksley Workman - Dirty And True
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Hawksley Workman - Don't Be Crushed
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Hawksley Workman - Even An Ugly Man
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Hawksley Workman - Jealous Of Your Cigarette
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Hawksley Workman - Lethal And Young
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Hawksley Workman - Little Tragedies
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Hawksley Workman - Maniacs
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Hawksley Workman - No Beginning No End
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Hawksley Workman - No More Named Johnny
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Hawksley Workman - No Reason To Cry Out Your Eyes
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Hawksley Workman - No Sissies
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Hawksley Workman - Old Bloody Orange
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Hawksley Workman - Paper Shoes
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Hawksley Workman - Sad House Daddy
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Hawksley Workman - Safe And Sound
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Hawksley Workman - Smoke Baby
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Hawksley Workman - Stop Joking Around
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Hawksley Workman - Strip Tease
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Hawksley Workman - Sweet Hallelujah
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Hawksley Workman - Tarantulove
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Hawksley Workman - The Future Language Of Slaves
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Hawksley Workman - Tonight Romanticize The Automobile
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Hawksley Workman - Watching The Fires
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Hawksley Workman - Wavin' Flag (Young Artists for Haiti)
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Hawksley Workman - We Will Still Need A Song
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Hawksley Workman - What Could I Tell You
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Hawksley Workman - Wonderful And Sad
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Hawksley Workman - You Don't Just Want To Break Me (You Want To Tear Me Apart)
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Hawksley Workman - Your Beauty Must Be Rubbing Off
Claire Fontaine
Hawksley Workman
Who are you?
I like the paper you make
We were introduced
By a lover of mine
And now she's gone
But I still have you
Claire Fontaine
Claire Fontaine
You seem to bring
The best out of me
And the things that
I write to sing
Claire Fontaine
Claire Fontaine
Are you a lumberjack or something?
Does your father own a forest
Are the nicest trees for choppin'?
Claire Fontaine
And Claire Fontaine
Your sheets are very smooth
I like to rub my pen across them
Do you feel the way I do
Claire Fontaine?
Claire Fontaine
You seem to bring
The best out of me
In the things that
I write to sing
Claire Fontaine
If newspapers used
Your paper for the news
Things would seem less terrifying
Just because of you
Claire Fontaine
And were you in a garden
When they said the war had started
Do you think you'd write a letter
That would start 'my dear departed...'
Claire Fontaine
Claire Fontaine
You seem to bring
The best out of me
And the things that
I write to sing
Claire Fontaine
oooh-oh
Claire Fontaine
I'm going home for Christmas
They may refuse me entry
'Cause you're native to this country
Claire Fontaine
But as a foreigner relinquish
A pad of paper so distinguished
I'd say 'never, never, never
I'll take this pad of mine to heaven'
Claire Fontaine
Where maybe I would choose
To write a fan letter or two
I might write one to Andy Warhol
And the other one for you
And you could rest assured in knowing
They'd be on your paper too
Claire Fontaine,
Who are you?
Claire Fontaine
You seem to bring
The best out of me
And the thing that
I write to sing
Claire Fontaine