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I looked for trouble and I found it son |
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Straight down the barrel of a lawman's gun |
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I try to run but I don't think I can |
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You make one move and your a dead man friend |
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Ain't livin' long like this |
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I ain't livin' long like this, am I baby? |
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He slipped the handcuffs on behind my back |
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He left me breathing, I was still a rockin' |
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Got 'em all in the jailhouse |
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I ain't livin' long like this |
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Grew up in Houston off the Wayside Drive |
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Son of a cop as an all night dive |
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That double stock got to an early death |
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All I remember was a drunk man's breath |
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Ain't livin' long like this |
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Ain't livin' long like this, am I baby? |
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We know a story how the wheel goes 'round |
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Don't let 'em take it to the man downtown |
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Just leave it all in the jailhouse |
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I ain't livin' long like this |
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--- Dueling Harmonica & Guitar Solos --- |
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I looked for Angel, she's a roadhouse queen |
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Make Texas Ruben look like Sandra Dee |
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I wanna love her but I don't know how |
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I'm at the bottom of the jailhouse now |
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Ain't livin' long like this |
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Ain't livin' long like this, am I baby? |
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You know the story 'bout the jailhouse rock |
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Go on and do it but just don't get caught |
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I got 'em all in the jailhouse |
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Ain't livin' long like this |
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--- Dueling Harmonica & Guitar Solos --- |
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I ain't livin' long like this |
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I ain't livin' long like this |
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Ain't livin' long like this |
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Ain't livin' long like this, am I baby? |
