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(Raul Malo) |
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We spent the night in a hobo town |
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Like a pair of runaways |
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We lit a fire and sang the songs |
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We learned from yesterday |
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Settled down and built a house |
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With our own sweatin' hands |
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What happened next I'll never know |
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Or never understand |
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Finished with my working day |
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And headed straight for home |
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I looked inside the bedroom door |
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And you were not alone |
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Well I hope you find a better way |
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To get through my front door |
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The roads you take don't let you see |
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I don't love you anymore |
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And if you find a broken heart |
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Somewhere along the way |
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Don't you dare pick it up |
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I'll mend itself someday |
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You thought my life was over now |
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Well honey you thought wrong |
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I found myself someone to love |
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Who'll love me all night long |
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All the things you left behind |
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I threw them all away |
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You never cared enough about |
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The things I had to say |
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Well I hope you find a better way |
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To get through my front door |
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The roads you take don't let you see |
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I don't love you anymore |
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And if you find a broken heart |
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Somewhere along the way |
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Don't you dare pick it up |
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I'll mend itself someday |
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Well I hope you find a better way |
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To get through my front door |
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The roads you take don't let you see |
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I don't love you anymore |
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And if you find a broken heart |
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Somewhere along the way |
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Don't you dare pick it up |
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I'll mend itself someday |
