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Who knows? |
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I don't. You got your head in a wheel and it's getting me down too much these days. |
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So say what you want to and drink up. |
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We can chase it all down with this pink champagne. |
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Your love is an old friend, who's running around with a pocket knife in a shotgun town. |
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But you say what you want, and you do as you please, and you're wantin' your soul back before you leave. |
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Sure shot - you were always my sure shot kickin' up dirt in the wrong bars. |
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Hey good lookin', you are bad news followin' bad news. |
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Drunk and beautiful-born to lose. |
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And if you're wantin' the truth honey, |
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I'm fallin' harder and harder for you. |
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Who knows? |
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I don't. Would you light us on fire just to believe that some things don't burn? |
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Baby, you're all crazy tonight. |
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I can see in your eyes: you'll burn out bright. |
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Sure shot - you were always my sure shot kickin' up dirt in the wrong bars. |
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Hey good lookin', you are bad news followin' bad news. |
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Drunk and beautiful-born to lose. |
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And if you're wantin' the truth honey, |
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I'm fallin' harder and harder for you. |
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For you, yeah. |
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Calm me down. |
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Baby, please calm me down. |
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Tell me whether |
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I should please you or mess you up. |
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Oh, I'm smitten with the bull in a china shop. |
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She's an angel with some devil in her blood. |
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Oh, she's an angel with some devil blood. |
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Sure shot - you were always my sure shot kickin' up dirt in the wrong bars. |
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Hey good lookin', you are bad news followin' bad news. |
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Drunk and beautiful-born to lose. |
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And if you're wantin' the truth honey, |
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I'm fallin' harder and harder for you. |
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For you For you |
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For you |