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Gotta get, gotta get away |
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Tank full of gas and I'm leavin' today |
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Take the 5 to the 91 |
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Hit the big G like a loaded gun |
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The desert air dries the |
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Tears as they fall but I |
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I won't miss him, miss him at all |
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Just under three hundred miles to go |
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When I'm comin' back baby I don't know |
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[Chorus:] |
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Sin city, sing to me |
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My luck's run out, it's lookin' bleak |
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Sin city, pray for me |
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I don't think I can make it |
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Sin city, sing to me |
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Lift me up, I'm feelin' weak |
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Sin city, pray for me |
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I want a chance to make it out alive |
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See those lights, they're flashing brightly |
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Tryin' to run, what's wrong with your life? |
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In the city that never sleeps |
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Don't have to wake up if it's meant to be |
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Gray dreams and a tearless smile |
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Will make you feel alright for a little while |
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But the glamor it always fades |
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Just watch as this world around you decays |
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[Chorus] |
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Place my bed and close my eyes |
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I'm not lookin' back, no not tonight |
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Gonna find my way out of this somehow |
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Yeah! |
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Sin city, sing to me |
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Sin city, pray for me |
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Sin city, sing to me |
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My luck's run out, it's lookin' bleak |
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Sin city, pray for me |
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I want a chance to make it out alive |