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Well you can call out the sheriff and the highway patrol |
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Cause there's a fool on the road careenin' out of control |
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Hard liquor fast women I just can't let 'em be |
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Lord I wish hard livin' didn't come so easy for me |
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Well I keep my motor runnin' got my beer on the ice |
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And my idea of heaven is a pair of dice |
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Seven come on eight set this poor boy free |
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Lord I wish hard livin' didn't come so easy for me |
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Bright lights Saturday night I had a couple and I'm feeling alright |
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My cupcake she can wiggle and shake spend more money than anybody make |
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So give me a shot of that octane juice |
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You know where ain't no cure for the honky tonk blues |
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And if they come up with somethin' I'll develop an immunity |
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And I wish hard livin' didn't come easy for me |
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Out on the town just a foolin' around |
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Hey I got my mind on the lost and found |
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Step up no need to be shy |
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All right pretty women you got the ticket to ride |
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When my tires are flat and I'm out of gas |
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I promise myself I'll let the next one pass |
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Lord I wish that a promise didn't break so easily |
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And I wish hard livin' didn't come easy for me |
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Hey I wish hard livin' didn't come easy for me |
