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Uh huh |
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I had a load in the dryer, I was waitin at the laudrymat |
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Sittin on top of a washin machine |
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I could hear the sound of a quarter tumblin round |
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I'd left in the pocket of my dirty blue jeans |
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I reached in just to pull it out |
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Never thinkin how it'd burn my hand |
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It rolled over by the payphone |
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Ain't it funny where it chose to land |
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Maybe it's a sign, maybe I should call |
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To see if everything's alright back in Omaha |
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Maybe you were right, maybe I'm to blame |
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Maybe if I try real hard baby I can change |
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I could do what you say and just grow up |
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It might be worth a shot |
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But then again, maybe not |
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I gathered up my clothes, I didn't even fold 'em |
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Just stuffed 'em into a pillowcase |
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I threw 'em in the back seat, jumped in the car |
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Headed on out to the interstate |
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I turned on the radio |
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How'd they know to play our favorite song? |
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It nearly freaked me out |
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To hear it on every station I turned on |
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Maybe it's a sign, maybe I should call |
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To see if everything's alright back in Omaha |
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Maybe you were right, maybe I'm to blame |
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Maybe if I try real hard baby I can change |
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I could do what you say and just grow up |
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It might be worth a shot |
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But then again, maybe not |
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Oh baby, whoa baby |
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Maybe not |
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Maybe it's a sign, maybe I should call |
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To see if everything's alright back in Omaha |
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Maybe you were right, maybe I'm to blame |
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Maybe if I try real hard baby I can change |
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I could do what you say and just grow up |
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It might be worth a shot |
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But then again |
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But then again, maybe not |
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Oh baby, whoa baby |
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Maybe not |
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Oh oh oh baby |
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Maybe not |
