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She Moves In Her Own Way
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So at my show on Monday
I was hoping someday
You'd be on your way to better things

It's not about your make-up
full lyrics...
So at my show on Monday
I was hoping someday
You'd be on your way to better things

It's not about your make-up
full lyrics...
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Features Of This Song
basic rock song structures
a subtle use of vocal harmony
extensive vamping
mixed acoustic and electric instrumentation
major key tonality
melodic songwriting
acoustic rhythm guitars
prominent percussion

These are just a few of the hundreds of attributes cataloged for this song by the Music Genome Project.
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We kept them up instead of
But uh oh, I love her because
And these tiresome paper dreams
She moves in her own way
Yes, our wish's that we never make it
Tempered furs and spangled boots
We kept them up instead of
Tell me you're a keeper
Not about to lie down for your cause
She was in her mindset
Not about to lie down for your cause
Songwriters: Paul James Garred, Hugh Harris, Luke Pritchard, Max Clarke Rafferty
But you don't pull my strings
Just to hear about my day
Looks are deceiving , making me believe it
Kicking us back down to the suburbs
Moving on to better things
She moves in her own way
It's not about your make-up
Just to hear about my day
Through all the summers
Paper dreams, honey, yeah
She moves in her own way
Publisher: SONY/ATV HARMONY
'Cause I'm a better man
Or how you try to shape up
But uh oh, she came to my show
Yes, our wish's that we never make it
So now you pour your heart out
Through all the summers
I was hoping someday
But uh oh, she came to my show
But uh oh, she came to my show
Paper dreams, honey
But uh oh, I love her because
Moving on to better things
You'd be on your way to better things
Kicking us back down to the suburbs
But you don't pull my strings because
Just to hear about my day
But uh oh, I love her because
So won't you go far
She moves in her own way
But uh oh, I love her because
To these tiresome paper dreams
Just to hear about my day
But uh oh, oh, she came to my show
'Cause I'm a better man
You're telling me you're far out
So at my show on Monday
And at the show on Tuesday
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