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I've got a cup of black coffee so I don't get lazy |
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I've got a rattle in the dashboard driving me crazy |
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And if I hit it with my fist it'll quit for a little while |
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Gonna have to stop and take a piss in another mile |
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Headed into town gonna meet you at the mercantile |
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Take it to the Sonic get you grinning like a crocodile |
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I got a hole in the floorboard sucking in fumes |
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I'll leave the hitchhiker standing 'cause I haven't got room |
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Well he looked kinda scary so I didn't like him anyway |
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Could've been a con from the state prison runaway |
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Anyway he probably hadn't showered in a couple days |
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No one but a fool would've given him the time of day, yeah |
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Just listen close I'll tell you how I feel |
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You need to know so I'll talk slow |
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I always keep it real |
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I see the red light blinking in the middle of town |
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But I don't see your car parked anywhere around |
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And I'm smoking into town like a molotov cocktail |
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Rag in the gas cap flapping loose never fails |
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Cell phone's down 'cause they didn't get the check I mailed |
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How'm I gonna find you now |
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How'm I gonna find you now |
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I remember when I met you I's in love in one fell swoop |
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You had a blade in your pocket and a rag in your belt loop |
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Guys hovering 'round the bar like gulls on the ocean |
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At the end of your shift just in case you got the notion |
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Watch you washin' all the glassware, poetry in motion |
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I'd a'roped the moon for you |
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How'm I gonna find you now |
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How'm I gonna find you now |
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Just listen close I'll tell you how I feel |
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You need to know so I'll talk slow |
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I won't let go of this obsessive zeal |
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I've got a mad coming on and it's gonna be dreadful |
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Now I'm washing down my blood pressure pill with a Red Bull |
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I hit the city limit sign and I'm blind and I'm seeing red |
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Uniroyal tire on the right rear throwing tread |
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You oughta see the x-rated scene running in my head |
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Big as a baby's arm how'm I gonna find you now |
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How'm I gonna find you now |
