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Shandy was somebody's daughter |
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Driving to something insane |
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They busted her crossing the border |
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Quick as a sniff of cocaine |
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All she could pay was attention |
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So all they could take was her time |
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Proving an ounce of possession |
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Ain't worth a piece of your mind. |
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Chorus: |
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'cause nightmares are somebody's daydreams |
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Daydreams are somebody's lies. |
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Lies ain't no harder than telling the truth. |
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Truth is the perfect disguise |
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Locked in the goldhandle bathroom |
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Martin was changing his mind |
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Shedding his humble pretensions |
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One careful toke at a time |
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And wiping the mask off the man in the mirror |
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Who really was billy the kid |
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Smiling at somebody dying |
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For something that he never did |
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Chorus: |
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'cause nightmares are somebody's daydreams |
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Daydreams are somebody's lies. |
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Lies ain't no harder than telling the truth. |
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Truth is the perfect disguise |
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As soon as he sat down beside her |
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Shining like saturday night |
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Shandy was his for the saving |
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Sweet as she looked in the light |
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And maybe they moved from the bar to the bedroom |
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Maybe just stood there instead |
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Martin woke up wet and screaming |
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Dreaming of blood on the bed. |
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Chorus: |
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'cause nightmares are somebody's daydreams |
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Daydreams are somebody's lies. |
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Lies ain't no harder than telling the truth. |
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Truth is the perfect disguise |
