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Lyrics

Chloe don't know better
Chloe is just like me, only beautiful
A couple of years difference
But those lessons never learned
Did you know?

Chloe does the tables in the French Quarter
She's always been given
So I can't always make her laugh
But I'm proud to say, and I won't forget
The time spent layin' by her side
The time spent layin' by her side
Dreams like this must die
And a dream like this must die
Dream like this must

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You ever heard the story of Mr. Faded Glory?
Say he who rides a pony must someday fall
Talkin' to my altar, say life is what you make it
And if you make it death, well, rest your soul away
Away, away, yeah, child

It's a broken kind of feelin', she'd have to tie me to the ceilin'
A bad moon's a comin', better say your prayers, child
I wanna tell you that I love you, but does it really matter you?
I just can't stand to see you draggin' down again
Again, my baby, again
Oh, yeah

So I'm singin'
And this is my kinda love, it's the kind that moves on
It's the kind that leaves me alone
Yes, it does

And this is my kinda love
It's the kind that moves on
It's the kind that leaves me alone

I used to treat you like a lady, now you're a substitute teacher
This bottle's not a pretty, not a pretty sight
I owe the man some money, so I'm turnin' over, honey
See, Mr. Faded Glory is once again doin' time, oh yeah

And this is my kinda love
It's the kind that moves on
It's the kind the leaves me alone
Yes, it does

And this is my kinda love
It's the kind that moves on
It's the kind that, it's the kind that
It leaves me alone, yeah

Like a crown of thorns
It's all who you know, yeah
So don't burn your bridges, woman
'Cause someday, yeah

Kick it, oh yeah

And this is my kinda love
It's the kind that moves on
It's the kind that leaves me alone, yeah
This is my kinda love
It's the kind that moves on
It's the kind that, it's the kind that, yeah, yeah

Baby
I said come on, come on, come on
Come on, chill it
I said, baby
Don't burn your bridges, woman
Don't come back here
I said good times, tu-tu-tu-tu-tu-tu
I said tu-tu-tu-tu-tu-tu

Writer(s): Jeffrey Allen Ament, Greg A. Gilmore, Bruce Ian Fairweather, Stone C Gossard, Andrew Wood

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