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Gonna walk right through this town |
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and laugh with a crowd of strangers chasing me. |
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Never stop to look behind my back, |
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so tell me what they said |
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because I fear my life's in danger now in this town. |
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How did you get to my motel -do tell soon. |
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Gonna walk right through this town again |
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with a crowd of strangers watching me, |
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picking every little thing apart. |
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So, tell me what they said |
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because I get attitude from this town -in this town. |
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How did you get to this town? |
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...Through this town? |
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Gonna walk right through this town again |
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knowing that I'm only here tonight. |
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Never cared to stop and say hello; |
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so, tell me what they said |
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because I don't have time to hang around in this town. |
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Maybe... maybe I should think to stay. |
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Maybe I won't ever return. |
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Maybe... maybe I should stop and play. |
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Gonna walk right through this town again. |
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But, all I know is I really should be on my way. |
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Wouldn't mind one more night in town. |
