Walking Me Home  - Ronney Abramson
    Looking through some files
    In a photographic folder
    You came across my mind
    Back to the hiuse
    With the racetrack on the corner
    Right in the middle of the drive-in world up town
    You were much older
    You got my name
    I got your number
    But I was just my mother's
    Helpless daughter

    You were
    walking me home walking me home
    walking me home walking me home
    walking me home walking me home
    That night

    Never did I once
    Try to be the party ender
    And never could I lie
    Wearin' high-heeled shoes
    Like a pigeon-toed pretender
    Waiting for some just to fall right from the sky
    And be my lifesaver
    You were a dream
    I wasn't a dreaming
    But how could I keep myself from
    Not believing

    You were
    walking me home walking me home
    walking me home walking me home
    walking me home walking me home
    That night

    Walked me home
    And then goodbye
    Froze in time
    I don't know why
    All isee there like before
    For evermore
    Like the last night
    You walked me home
    Right to my door
     

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