Six Degrees Of Separation

- Miranda Lambert (2016)

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You are listening to the song Six Degrees Of Separation by Miranda Lambert, writer by Miranda Lambert;Nicolle Galyon;Natalie Hemby in album The Weight Of These Wings. The highest quality of audio that you can download is flac . Also, you can play quality at 32kbps, view lyrics and watch more videos related to this song.

Album: The Weight Of These Wings.

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[Verse 1:]
Thought that I was safe down in New Orleans
'Til I picked up a quarter from 1979
Stuck it in the back pocket of these jeans
Worn in boyfriend button down Levis
In the saints town I can't seem to figure out
How to get around, but I ain't moving on
Threw the quarter in an old street case
And I'll be damned, he started playing our song.

[Chorus:]
Six degrees of separation
You're all over this damn nation
But I'm out of your reach geographically
But you still find a way to get a hold on me
And it's six degrees of separation.

[Verse 2:]
Hailed a cab up in NYC
Saw an ad for a litigation lawyer on a bus stop bench
Sitting waiting for the red light to turn green
Smoke-breakers flirting on the steps of Merrill Lynch
Hit the Roosevelt, took it to the 12th
Got a funny feeling as I put my key in the door
Never seen the likes of these city lofts
I swear to god, son I've been here before.

[Chorus:]
Six degrees of separation
You're all over this damn nation
I'm out of your reach geographically
You still find a way to get a hold on me
And it's six degrees of separation.

Well, it's six degrees of separation
Yeah, it's six degrees of separation.

[Outro:]
Thought that I was safe down in New Orleans
'Til I picked up a quarter from 1979.