Lyle, Rickie Lee

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Lyle, Rickie Lee

I started listening to Lyle Lovett because Rickie Lee Jones. And ended up listening not so much to Rickie Lee but all the more Lyle. It resonated, some of his music. He, too, did not have a boat, and nobody knew him like his baby, and he sat there in his Pontiac.

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