Resistance Song Lyrics - Jill Sobule

I had this dream we were in the resistance 

Somewhere in France fighting traitors and fascists 

You were my mistress, yes you were a woman 

But I knew it was you by the shape of your mouth 

You called me Maurice and I had a small mustache 

Played clarinet in a decadent band 

Until we hid in the bushes 

We shot from the bushes 

Made love in the bushes 

Like there was no tomorrow 

But in my real life I'm a cocktail waitress 

Dodging men's hands, instead of bullets 

And you're a bass player in a band that got a deal 

Dealing with assholes instead of explosives 

Still we're grateful to be alive 

Together fighting side by side 

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As we hide in the bushes 

We shoot from the bushes 

We love in the bushes 

Like there is no tomorrow 

We'll drink from the bushes 

We'll hide in the bushes 

We'll love in the bushes 

Like there is no tomorrow 

We promised if one of us left or died 

We'll meet again in another life 

And we'll hide in the bushes 

We'll shoot from the bushes 

Make love in the bushes 

Like there is no tomorrow 

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We'll hide in the bushes 

We'll shoot from the bushes 

Make love in the bushes 

Like there is no tomorrow