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The Gaslight Anthem - High Lonesom |
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So the ambulances came |
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They took your pulse and packed up your things |
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And the papers read |
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Some boys forget what the party brings |
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And the pounding in the street |
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Was your heart in four four time |
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And the taste of defeat |
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Was was never too far from your mind |
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And Maria came from Nashville with a suitcase in her hand |
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I always kinda sorta wished I looked like Elvis |
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And in my head there's all these classic cars |
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And outlaw cowboy bands |
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I always kinda sorta wish I'm someone else |
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So gravity came |
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And stole the temple that the schoolboys praised |
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And the crowd shuffled in |
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You're getting drinks for the same boys |
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Who once bought you everything |
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And the powder on the bar |
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Was just this one time |
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The powder on the bar |
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Was just this one night |
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Only to get by |
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And Maria came from Nashville with a suitcase in her hand |
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I always kinda sorta wished I looked like Elvis |
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And in my head there's all these classic cars |
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And outlaw cowboy bands |
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I always kinda sorta wish I'm someone else |
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There were Southern accents |
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On the radio |
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As I drove home |
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And at night I woke up with the sheets soaking wet |
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It's a pretty good song |
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Maybe you know the rest |
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Maybe you know the rest |
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And Maria came from Nashville with a suitcase in her hand |
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Always kinda sorta wished I looked like Elvis |
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And in my head there's all these classic cars |
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And outlaw cowboy bands |
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I always kinda sorta wish I'm someone else |
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When our boots they hit the ground |
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They made a high and lonesome sound |
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When our boots they hit the ground |
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They made a high and lonesome sound |
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When our boots they hit the ground |
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They made a high and lonesome sound |
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When our boots they hit the ground |
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Down from the clouds |
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They made a high and lonesome sound |
