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San Antone, red dust is on my wagon |
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The road is long |
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San Antone, getting bust but we are here |
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Only one way to be |
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Getting it right |
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Letting it cut me to the bone |
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Bright lights you know I dig them with my eyes wide |
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I can't remember why but I've come back an that's a fat |
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Bright lights I dig the city and the city sights |
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I can't imagine why but you can make me or you can break me |
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San Antone I'm gonna run you down |
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San Antone you won't remember me but I've came back |
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And that's a fact |
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The road is long |
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San Antone, getting bust but we are here |
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Only one way to be |
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Getting it right |
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Letting it cut me to the bone |
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Bright lights you know I dig them with my eyes wide |
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I can't remember why but I've come back an that's a fat |
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Bright lights I dig the city and the city sights |
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I can't imagine why but you can make me or you can break me |
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San Antone I'm gonna run you down |
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San Antone you won't remember me but I've came back |
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And that's a fact |
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I'm getting right |
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Letting it cut me to the bone |