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Wasn't the question you asked me |
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It wasn't the answer I gave |
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That made me feel like I was on a train |
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Was a distant voice |
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Made me make a choice |
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That I had to get the fuck out of this town |
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I got a lot of things to do |
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A lot of places to go |
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I've got a lot of good things coming my way |
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And I'm afraid to say that you're not one of them. |
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Last time I was there |
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You were out on the couch |
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Pressed into a little electric 2 |
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It was the way that you smiled |
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Made me know at once |
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That I had to get the fuck out of this town |
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'Cause I've decide to make a stand |
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And I'm not gonna take your hand |
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I'm taking the next bus outta here, I'm gonna head for Box Elder, M.O. |
