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Kid stepped, don't stop, he just looked around |
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Thumbed a ride that day, sold his car, sold his car on the edge of town |
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Never liked that thunderbird anyhow |
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But never had the nerve before to put it all down. |
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He knows in his mind, he's living on killing time |
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Yes, he knows in his mind, he's living on killing time |
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He knows in his mind, he's living on killing time, yeah |
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Well, whistled softly 'tween his teeth, spat a curse down at the street |
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Been raining hard again, wheel rolled by splashed his feet |
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Noted the number right off |
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His eyes flickered up but gave no response. |
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He knows in his mind, he's living on killing time |
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He knows in his mind, he's living on killing time, oh. |
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Checked the billboards and ads for vacancies |
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Find some work today, wash dishes, changing sheets |
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Loan him an apron or bell boy attire |
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Supply him and he will comply. |
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He knows in his mind, he's living on |
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He knows in his mind, he's living on |
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He knows in his mind, he's living on, yeah |
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