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Well, hell sees her shadow in my backseat |
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And her friends are standing right in front of me |
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World wide from the Cimmaron to Turkey, |
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Open up said, "Everybody loves me!" |
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And you don't have to make a sound |
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'Cause they got what you need (what you need) |
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Oh oh oh oh |
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Got love for the people that have warned you |
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God love all your sentimental virtue |
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Eight balls with the takers that'll make you |
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Late calls with the lovers that'll hate you |
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And you don't have to make a sound |
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They got what you need |
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What you need |
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Make ya say |
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Oh my! |
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Feels just like I don't try |
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Looks so good I might die |
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All I know is everybody loves me |
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Head down, |
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Swaying to my own sound |
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Flashes in my face now |
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All I know is everybody loves me |
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Everybody loves me |
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Well, I play the music don't stop till I turn gray |
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Stars forever like Don Suzan never fade, |
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He had a beautiful child, named her Desiree |
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Hope I'm remembered for the things that I never made |
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'Cause you don't have to make a sound |
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When They got what you need |
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Make ya say |
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Oh my! |
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Feels just like I don't try |
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Looks so good I might die |
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All I know is everybody loves me, everybody |
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Head down, |
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Swaying to my own sound |
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Flashes in my face now |
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All I know is everybody loves me |
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Everybody loves me |
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Everybody |
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Everybody |
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Oh |
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Everybody |
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Everybody |
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Don't need my health |
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Got my name and got my wealth I |
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Stare at the sun |
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Just for kicks all by myself I |
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Lose track of time |
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So I might be past my prime |
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But |
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I'm feeling oh so good |
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YEAH! |
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Oh my! |
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Feels just like I don't try |
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Looks so good I might die |
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All I know is everybody loves me |
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Get down, |
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Swaying to my own sound |
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Flashes in my face now |
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All I know is everybody loves me |
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Everybody loves me! |
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Oh I said |
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Everybody |
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Everybody |
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Don't you know you wanna |
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I said Everybody |
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Everybody |
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Everybody |
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Whoa! |
