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It's getting on |
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I've done this all before |
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Hotel to motel |
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Motel means all alone |
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I sense a recurrence |
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It's happening again |
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So let's do it one more time |
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Before we go to hell |
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Grab the keys |
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Start the car |
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Take me home |
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To where my records are |
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Hit the gas |
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Take the open road |
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I'm turning on the stereo |
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First thing when I get home |
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Time's moving on |
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I haven't slept for days |
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It's eating me up inside |
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Inside I've slipped away |
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I know it's getting closer |
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I feel I'm almost there |
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Still one more time can't hurt me |
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But I won't shed a tear |
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Grab the keys |
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Start the car |
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Take me home |
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To where my records are |
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Hit the gas |
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Take the open road |
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I'm turning on the stereo |
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First thing when I get home |
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The time has come |
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Been waiting for so long |
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It's written on my face |
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My face has turned to stone |
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Not asking for your sympathy |
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I just want out of here |
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So scratch the day off the month |
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And say the coast is clear |
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Grab the keys |
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Start the car |
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Take me home |
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To where my records are |
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Hit the gas |
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Take the open road |
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I'm turning on the stereo |
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First thing when I get home |
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Grab the keys |
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Start the car |
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Take me home |
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To where my records are |
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Hit the gas |
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Take the open road |
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I've had enough |
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Now take me home |
