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You should know that it's cracked like thirsty ground |
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You should know that I've hung it all around |
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I've been through places you wouldn't want to go |
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Lost some love passin' through the tolls |
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It ain't easy to please me |
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And you will surely tire |
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That's why I'm leavin' |
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No trippin' on your wire |
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I'll be lonely, baby |
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Now when I do retire |
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And it's cold where you were sleepin' |
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And now my heart's for hire |
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Hire |
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You shoulda known when I was thinner than your sight |
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You shoulda known the way I held that kitchen knife |
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And the way I was falling to the ground |
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You found out when you heard that ugly sound |
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Heard that ugly sound |
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It ain't easy to please me |
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And you will surely tire |
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That's why I'm leavin' |
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No trippin' on your wire |
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I'll be lonely, baby |
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Now when I do retire |
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And it's cold where you were sleepin' |
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And now my heart's for hire |
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Have I loved enough |
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Have I loved too much |
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Am I about as heart for hire |
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No pitting polish scrub |