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Brucie dreams life's a highway too many roads bypass my way |
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Or they never begin. |
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Innocence coming to grief |
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At the hands of life - |
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Stinkin' car thief, that's my concept of sin |
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Does heaven wait all heavenly over the next horizon ? |
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But look at us now, quit driving, some things hurt more much more than cars and girls. |
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Just look at us now, start counting, what adds up the way it did when we were young ? |
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Look at us now, quit driving, some things hurt much more than cars and girls. |
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Life's a drive through a dust bowl, what's it do, do to a young soul |
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We are deeply concerned, someone stops for directions, |
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Something responds deep in our engines, we have all been burned |
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Will heaven wait all heavenly over the next horizon ? |
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But look at us now, quit driving, some things hurt more much more than cars and girls. |
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Just look at us now, start counting, what adds up the way it did when we were young ? |
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Look at us now, quit driving, some things hurt much more than cars and girls. |
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Little boy got a hot rod, thinks it makes him some kind of new |
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God Well this is one race he won't win, ' |
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Cos life's no cruise with a cool chick |
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Too many folks feelin' car sick, but it never pulls in. |
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Brucie's thoughts - |
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Pretty streamers - |
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Guess this world needs its dreamers may they never wake up. |
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But look at us now, quit driving, some things hurt more much more than cars and girls. |
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Just look at us now, start counting, what adds up the way it did when we were young ? |
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Look at us now, quit driving, some things hurt much more than cars and girls. |
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But look at us now, quit driving, some things hurt more much more than cars and girls. |
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Just look at us now, start counting, what adds up the way it did when we were young ? |
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Look at us now, quit driving, some things hurt much more than cars and girls. |
