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Well i wrestle with my toothbrush each morning at noon |
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I stumble into the bathroom and have my shampoo |
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I'm livin' in a suitcase; lookin' for a call |
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Leerin' at the telephone and laughin' to the wall |
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Now i got me a sweet thing she keeps me insane |
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She lays on my chest in the morning if it rains |
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I'm livin' in a suitcase; lookin' for a call |
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Leerin' at the telephone and laughin' to the wall |
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I'm a road dog at the motel holiday |
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I often wonder what i wanna say |
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Give me stage lights on a hot night |
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And the bottom line is a real good time |
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While the waitress is waiting for the waiter to wink |
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She checks on her checks and she drinks on her drink |
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I'm livin' in a suitcase; lookin' for a call |
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Leerin' at the telephone and laughin' to the wall |
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Now the nights go quickly when you're asleep |
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But i'm out shufflin' for someplace to eat |
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Like a breakfast at the egg house, a waffle on the griddle |
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I'm burnt around the edges but i'm tender in the middle |
