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Standin' on the gone side of leavin'. |
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She found a thumb and stuck it in the breeze. |
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She'll take anything that's goin' close to somewhere. |
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She can lay it down and live it like she'd please |
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Chorus She ain't goin' nowhere, she's just leavin'. |
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She ain't goin' nowhere she can't breathe in. |
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And she ain't goin' home, and that's for sure. |
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She's not sitting and cryin' on her suitcase. |
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She has no second thoughts by the road. |
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But she's feelins than need some reparin'. |
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And she did not give a damn that it showed. |
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Chorus And the wind had it's way with her hair. |
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And the blues had a way with her smile. |
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And she had a way of her own. |
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Like prisoners have a way with a file. |
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