Women's Fiction (EP)

by Kaycie Satterfield

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1.
Like an old dog barking at a fence Or an old watch priced at 90 cents Or my leather-bound Bible When heaven and hell stopped making sense You're putting me away In an old box filled up to the brim With your old socks you keep because your pockets might get thin Or the china cup you broke But you keep it around 'cause it was a gift You're putting me away Out of sight and out of mind and out of earshot, you can find me there Gathering dust and taking space You're putting me away
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This one's for a girl named Norma Jean She was a beauty queen Had the world upon a string They named her Marilyn Monroe and they gave her a role to play, said "Show your legs and paint your face." And all the papers said, the papers said Smile for the camera Baby, you're a star Smile for the camera You are gonna go so far Oh, she lost touch with a girl called Norma Jean She was just trying to be the one who had everything Oh, and everywhere she went became a stage Men with their hungry gaze That was just the price to pay And all the papers said, the papers said Smile for the camera Baby, you're a star Smile for the camera You are gonna go so far And on the day she died They said she lost her mind They found her wearing nothing but Chanel No. 5 But if you asked her what the reason was, she'd tell you that it was because She was only playin She was only playin She was only playin her part And all the papers said, the papers said Smile for the camera Baby, you're a star Smile for the camera You are gonna go so far So this one's for a girl called Norma Jean She was a radiant beam Stuck inside a TV screen Oh, you know, to pick a flower is to choose her dying day They put her in a vase Then they watched her wilt away
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As a woman, I have bloodstains on my clothes from the times I couldn't buy myself a way to stop my bleeding As a woman, I know each freckle on my toes from the times I kept my eyes down hoping nobody could see me And a man in the bar whispers in my ear, he says "I've been talking to God again" And I tell him I smell it on his breath, and he just laughs and says "Let me take you home tonight." I'll keep telling my stories and keep begging someone to listen I'll keep telling my stories, they'll keep calling it women's fiction As a woman I know every detour home from the crossroads to the landmarks to the nearest telephone As a woman I have blood between my teeth from the times I bit my tongue so I didn't yell or scream And the man on the step smokes a cigarette, and says "Where you going in that dress?" And I tell him, to hell with him He just laughs, he just says, my dear "Let me take you home tonight." I'll keep telling my stories and keep begging someone to listen I'll keep telling my stories, they'll keep calling it women's fiction I could write a symphony and make them weep But they're not going to see me, they're not going to hear me so I'll keep telling my stories and keep begging someone to listen I'll keep telling my stories, they'll keep calling it women's fiction

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released June 28, 2019

Engineered/Mixed: Don Bates
Keys: Sarah Bernstein
Bass: Matt Siffert
Drums: Brad Covington
Guitar: Kaycie Satterfield
Art: Kaycie Satterfield

All songs written and performed by Kaycie Satterfield

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