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| Painted Fire written by Gene Clark Now we were sittin' on the wildwood Friday night drinkin' beer and a-watching that the cops ain't in sight I know that your mama's uptight, 'cause she don't know where you are And it's a one, two and you're seventeen and you know Painted Fire, that you know what I mean And you know it's all right Painted Fire Painted Fire, its all right, its all right It's all right, its all right, Painted Fire 'cause I know where you are, are, are, are Painted Fire, it's all right, it's all right It's all right, it's all right, Painted Fire 'cause I know where you are, are, are Now you sent in a picture to a magazine and you won a contest, now you're everybody's dream And I know that you know, exactly what I mean And it's a one, two and you're seventeen and you know Painted Fire, that you know what I mean And you know it's all right Painted Fire Painted Fire, its all right, its all right It's all right, its all right, Painted Fire 'cause I know where you are, are, are, are Painted Fire, it's all right, it's all right It's all right, it's all right, Painted Fire 'cause I know where you are, are, are Roger McGuinn & Chris Hillman
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