Body

The police met the plane
 They let you finish your meal
 I know you'd like to believe it, baby
 But you're more kid than criminal
 Just a boy who could not
 Get through a domestic flight
 Without lighting up in the restroom
 Got caught
 A cloud of smoke, thumb still on the light
 You looked so proud
 Couldn't wait to call a friend
 We had to fly back home
 Never got the money back for that weekend
 Right there on the Sydney tarmac
 I took my luggage down
 I said, "I'm gonna leave you
 I'm not a good woman when you're around"
 That's when the sound came in
 I could finally see
 I felt the changing of the seasons
 All of my senses rushing back to me
 Go your own way
 Watch me turn my own head, mmm
 Eyes on the driver, hands in my lap
 Heading to the city to get my body back
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 I remembered early days
 When you took my camera
 Turned to me, twenty-three
 Naked on your bed
 Looking straight at you
 Do you still have that photograph?
 Would you use it to hurt me?
 Well, l guess it's just my life
 And it's just my body
 I guess it's just my life
 And it's just my body
 I guess it's just my life
 And it's just my body
 I guess it's just my life
 And it's just my body
 I guess it's just my life
 And it's just my body