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Running through the nighttime |
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And looking like a wreck |
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Got too many highlights and a love bite on her neck |
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Looking for some pay daddies who'll maybe come around |
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Everybody's wondering |
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What's that sound |
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Highway(Do ya, do ya, do ya) |
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Always(Do ya, do ya, do ya) |
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Standing in the doorway of a little black shop |
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Lifting up a pin light and ringing up a cop |
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Running down the street |
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Everybody sees |
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What she's got is what she needs |
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And what she loves is me |
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Highway(Do ya, do ya, do ya) |
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Always(Do ya, do ya, do ya) |
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Highway(Do ya, do ya, do ya) |
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Always(Do ya, do ya, do ya) |
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Highway(Do ya, do ya, do ya)(Do ya, do ya, do ya) |
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Highway(Do ya, do ya, do ya) |
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Always(Do ya, do ya, do ya) |
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Oh looking in the flowers |
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Hang on me every hour |
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Take me high and let me think |
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Move me baby, move me away |
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Everybody wondering why you're looking such a wreck |
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YeahHighway(Do ya, do ya, do ya) |
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Always(Do ya, do ya, do ya) |
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Everybody wondering why she didn't love me more |
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They damn know what it self |
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Somebody can move me |
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Oh I'm feeling naked |
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Words are getting higher |
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Everybody fire |
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Lord the sun is rising again |
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Words are getting higher |
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Everybody fire |
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Lord the sun is rising again |
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Words are getting higher |
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Everybody fire |
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Lord the sun is rising again |
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Words are getting higher |
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Everybody fire |
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Lord the sun is rising again |
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Words are getting higher |
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Everybody fire |
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Lord the sun is rising again |
