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When I think of you Baton Rouge |
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I think of a Mariachi band |
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I think of sixteen and a crisp green football field |
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I think of a girl I never had |
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When I think of you Baton Rouge |
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I think of a back seat in a car |
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Windows are foggy and so are we |
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as the police asked for our I.D. |
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So helpless |
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so helpless |
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Ooohhh, ooohhh, so helpless |
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ooohhh, so helpless |
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Ooohhh, so helpless |
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so helpless |
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Well I once had a car lost it in a divorce |
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the judge was a woman of course |
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She said give her the car and the house and your taste |
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or else I set the trial date |
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So now when I think of you Baton Rouge |
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and the deep southern belles with their touch |
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I wonder where love ends and hate starts to blush |
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in the fields in the swamps in the rush |
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In the terra-cotta cobwebs of your mind |
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when did you start seeing me as a spider spinning web |
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Of malicious intent and you as poor, poor me |
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at the fire at the joint, this disinterred and broken mount |
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in the bedroom in the house where we were unmarried |
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So helpless, so helpless |
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so helpless |
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So helpless, so helpless |
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so helpless |
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When was I the villain in your heart |
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putting the brake on your start |
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you slapped my face and cried and screamed |
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that's what marriage came to mean |
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The bitterest ending of a dream |
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You wanted children and I did not |
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was that what it was all about |
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You might get a laugh when you hear me shout |
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you might get a laugh when you hear me shout |
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I wish I had |
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So helpless, so helpless |
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so helpless |
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So helpless, so helpless |
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so helpless |
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Sometimes when I think of Baton Rouge |
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I see us with two and a half strapping sons |
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One and a half flushed daughters preparing to marry |
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and two fat grandsons I can barely carry |
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Daddy, uncle, family gathered there for grace |
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a dog in a barbecue pit goes up in space |
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The dream recedes in the morning with a bad aftertaste |
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and I'm back in the big city worn from the race of the chase |
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what a waste |
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So thanks for the card the announcement of child |
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and I must say you and Sam look great |
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Your daughter's gleaming in that - |
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- white wedding dress with pride |
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sad to say I could never bring that to you that wide smile |
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So I try not to think of Baton Rouge |
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or of a, of a, of a Mariachi band |
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Or of sixteen and a crisp green football field |
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and the girl, and the girl I never had |
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So helpless, so helpless |
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so helpless |
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So helpless, so helpless |
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so helpless |