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Desperado |
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Why don't you come to your senses |
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You've been out riding fences for so long now |
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Oh you're a hard one |
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But I know that you've got your reasons |
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These things that are pleasing you will hurt you somehow |
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Don't you draw the queen of diamonds boy |
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She'll beat you if she's able |
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The queen of hearts is always your best bet |
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Well it seems to me some fine things |
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Have been laid upon your table |
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But you only want the things that you can't get |
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Desperado |
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you know you ain't getting younger |
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Your pain and your hunger are driving you home |
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And freedom, oh freedom |
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Well that's just some people talking |
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Your prison is walking through this world all alone |
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Don't your feet get cold in the wintertime |
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Sky won't snow and the sun won't shine |
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It's hard to tell the night time from the day |
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You're losing all your highs and lows |
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Ain't it funny how the feeling goes away |
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Desperado |
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Why don't you come to your senses |
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Come down from your fences |
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Open the gate |
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It may be raining |
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But there's a rainbow above you |
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You better let somebody love you |
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Let somebody love you |
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Before it's too late |
