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Last train's eleven, it's now quarter past |
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Why're you tryin' to make the evenin' move so fast |
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I'm in real trouble but I can't go back home |
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They locked the doors and I'm left out alone |
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You can come to my place and sleep on the couch |
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Lots of people do it and we won't leave you out |
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Hard times out on the street |
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Hard times, hard to beat |
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The painted lies they all hand you |
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I'm a loser on the road |
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I'm a loser on the road, yeah |
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Houston station and it's cold as ice |
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All night specials, they move you on |
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But me and Ginger over there |
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We got this thing where we really take care |
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I'm a loser, I'm a loser |
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I'm a loser |
