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(Scent of an angel) |
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Keeps me drivin' all night just to get to you |
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(Scent of an angel) |
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I keep your picture on my dash just to get me through |
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(Scent of an angel) |
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Reminds me of those crazy nights down in Mexico |
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(Scent of an angel) |
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Ah, temptation got a way of turnin' the lights down low |
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You're cool in your faded blue jeans |
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Just a fool in a tequila soaked dream |
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But you ain't no saint |
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You know I ain't no beauty queen |
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I was stuck in this border town |
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If we make it out before sundown |
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Baby, let's slide on over |
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Over to the other side of the tracks |
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I got nothing behind me |
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Nothing left to remind me |
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Just a worn out picture |
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And a number written on the back |
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So let's move on down |
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Shake this town |
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Drive a while |
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A hundred miles |
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From Memphis |
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A song playin' in my head |
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Send me an angel |
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Move on up ahead |
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(Scent of an angel) |
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Sendin' a message |
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'Cause I feel a little cold and blue |
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(Scent of an angel) |
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Ah, expensive habit sure took a hold of you |
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Crawlin' in on a Sunday |
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And leavin' town on Monday |
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There's a whole world waiting |
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Waitin' on the other side of the line |
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I got nothing behind me |
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Nothing left to remind me |
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Just a worn out picture |
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A vision of you by my side |
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So let's head on down |
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Shake this town |
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Drive a while |
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A hundred miles |
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From here |
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(Rolling, rolling) |
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(Somewhere back in town) |
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I'm stuck in a border town |
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If we make it out before sundown |
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Baby, let's slide on over |
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Over to the other side of the tracks |
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I got nothing behind me |
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Nothing left to remind me |
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Just a worn out picture |
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And a number written on the back |
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So let's move on down |
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Get around, shake this town |
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Drive a while, go in style |
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A hundred miles |
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From here |
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Here comes the morning |
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And here comes the morning |
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Here comes the morning |
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Here comes the morning |
