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(coverdale) |
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I'm tired of bars in boston |
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'bin feeling small in new york |
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Scared of guns in houston |
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An' tired of business talk |
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Don't wanna talk about it baby, |
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Don't wanna get in no fight |
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I just wanna go to a rock'n'roll show |
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An' shiver and shake all night... |
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There's a riot in the hyatt |
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An' madness in the holiday inn |
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So throw your big leg over me, babe |
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I might not feel this good again |
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C-c-crazy, the road can make you crazy |
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Makes you bold, an' get cold |
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Cold in your jellyroll... |
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So wontcha... |
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Take me back to sunny days again |
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I won't be leavin' until the summer ends |
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Leave me in the company of friends |
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I left behind me, many miles away... |
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Here, there, everywhere |
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No doubt about it, i had my share |
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Paid my dues, got my rock'n'roll shoes |
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An' thats alright? |
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But, i never, never, never thought i'd see the day |
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When i'd be dancin alone, so take me where the music, |
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Take me where the music play... |
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Then you can... |
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Take me back to sunny days again |
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I won't be leaving until the summer ends |
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Leave me in the company of friends |
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I left behind me many |
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Oh so many... |
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I left behind me... |
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Many miles away... |
