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There's a lot of cheap talk about the road I take |
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There's a lot of bold horses gettin' stuck at the game |
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There's a lot of mean boys with some time to kill |
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There's a lot of good women gettin' stuck with the bill |
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So won't you let this foolish feeling make you stay |
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There comes a time when all your leavin' doesn't pay |
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This boy is where your heart should be |
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Cos you might find it cheap |
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But you're never gonna find it for free |
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There's a long legged lady livin' up on the hill |
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She got eyes like a cheetah, like a two dollar bill |
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I take her on down, take her out for a whirl |
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Then I let her fly free cos I know that she will |
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So won't you let this foolish feeling make you stay |
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There comes a time when all your leavin' doesn't pay |
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This boy is where your heart should be |
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Cos you might find it cheap |
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But you're never gonna find it for free |
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You can play it your way but you're gonna have some hell to pay |
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Cos when the dogs come barking at your back you better watch what you say |
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Cos a day without a night is like a child without no fight |
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And all the driving shining lights won't help you see |
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That you might find it cheap |
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But you're never gonna find it for free |
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There's a lot of cheap talk about the road I take |
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There's a lot of bold horses gettin' stuck at the game |
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I'd give you my heart but I know it's too late |
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And I ain't got the time to sit around here and wait |
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For you to let this foolish feeling make you stay |
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There comes a time when all your leavin' doesn't pay |
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This boy is where your heart should be |
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Cos you might find it cheap |
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But you're never gonna find it for free |
