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I see everybody trying to break free |
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Boy, girl, man or woman it's all the same to me |
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I take the money, smile and say thank you |
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See their freedom fade away from the place they're going to |
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All the single souls |
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A thousand stories to be told |
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They cut loose, out here, standing all alone |
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Something tells me they ain't rushing |
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Ain't rushing |
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To get home |
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Down at the truckstop |
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Step out your truck or car |
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Nobody knows who you really are |
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Truck stop |
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Did you lose or did you win |
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Nobody knows, you can be anything |
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Down at the truck stop ... |
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The only piece of life that you feel free |
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You can pretend you are |
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What you always wanted to be |
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Gas tank full and a dream still gets to you |
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Oh the great big you |
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That no one ever knew |
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Truck stop, you're not what you left behind |
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Truck stop, you're free from the ties that bind |
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Truck stop, one thousand stories to be told |
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Truck stop |
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Down at the truck stop |
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Step out your truck or car |
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Nobody knows who you really are |
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Truck stop |
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Did you lose or did you win |
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Nobody knows, you can be anything |
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Down at the truck stop ... |
