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I took a wrong turn off of an unmarked track |
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I did seven miles I couldn't find my way back |
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Hit a lonely stretch, must be losing my touch, |
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I was out of my depth |
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Land was so flat, could well have been ocean |
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No distinguishing feature in any direction |
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I took her down inch-by-inch to the floor |
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And I pointed her nose through a crack in the door |
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Fingering my sliver St Cristopher |
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And saving my empty shells for her |
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When night closed in up around my neck |
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My high beam dug deep into the black |
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And a shiver broke out up and down my back |
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Yes a shiver broke out up and down my back |
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Well I could have been mistaken |
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But I swear that I caught something in my headlights |
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On that cold night, without another living thing in sight |
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Without another living soul in sight |
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I sing Sha Ia, sha Ia Ia |
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I hit a lonely stretch |
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Oh baby I was wrong I was wrong from the start |
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You could die out here from a broken heart |
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We were two wrongs we were married at birth |
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And together make up one ugly flaming bird |
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Heck I pumped it and then I moved up into third |
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Could have sworn you were shining right there on the verge |
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I never should have let you out of my sight |
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I never should have let that precious spirit escape |
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And I sing, to myself, I sing, to myself |
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I was wrong, wrong from the start |
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You could die out here from a broken heart |
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We were two wrongs, we were married at birth |
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And together make up an ugly flaming bird |
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Now my memorys shot I've got a bad technique |
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Could be driving in circles till the end of the week |
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But my vision is strong, and my vision is true |
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Look out now! I'll be so good for you! |
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Well ..... |
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Theres a spot on a map, its just a tiny dot |
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That's where my sweetie lives, you know that means a lot |
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I think of her sitting in the afternoon sun |
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Sitting and drinking and having fun. |
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I took a wrong turn, I took a wrong turn |
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I hit a lonely stretch |
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Rock my soul in the bosom of Abraham |
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Guide me back to the bosom of Abraham |
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So high can't get over it, so low can't get under it, |
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So wide can't get around it, I took a wrong turn, etc. |
