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Saw you turning down Main Street in your big black fancy car |
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You were dressed up fit to kill with a pretty girl on your arm |
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You spun around and you headed up town where the neon lights all shine |
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Left me choking in a cloud of dust you never pay me no mind |
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You're livin' in the fast lane I guess I'm just too slow |
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I never wore silk or fancy furs just plain ole calico |
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I'll never be a fast lane lover and they're the only kind you take up town |
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I am just a country road that you keep turning down |
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If you ever hit a dead end street if it's love that you're looking for |
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You can always turn around beat a path right to my door |
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Do I have to draw you a map you seem to know your way around |
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So when you're tired of spinning your wheels baby we can go to town |
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We're livin' in the fast lane... |
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I'll never be a fast lane lover... |
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I am just a country road that you keep turning down |
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You're livin' in the fast lane... |
