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Michelle's Closet

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Sig Paulson
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Michelle's Closet

In Michelle's closet, all her clothes are black
It's not style, just color they lack
And sometimes she's afraid of opening the door
Even though she's the one who chose the decor

She asks you to go in, and grab her beret
So she can play the silent film star at a street café
Then she borrows your car, but sits there in park
'Cause there's no boom when you travel at the speed of dark

Michelle's closet is an empty space
Where you can hear a black dog barking through the mist
People open the door just to glimpse her face
They know she's never at home but they can't resist

Michelle sleeps on the couch, in the living room
With her boyfriend Robert who is always leaving soon
He says, "Sometimes we're so together, then I don't know what to think."
Michelle keeps our love soaking longer than the dishes in her sink

Michelle's closet is an empty space
Where you can hear a black dog barking through the mist
People open the door just to glimpse her face
They know she's never alone but they can't resist

In Michelle's closet, all her clothes are black
It's not style, just color they lack