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I'll never work for free |
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No I can't give up |
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It never belongs to me |
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I'll never work for free |
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Like an incantation I've been repeating |
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Looking back from the outer edge I'm still the same |
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Looking back from the outer edge I've changed my name |
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Just to stay the same |
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Just to stay the same |
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Fell in love with the traveling man |
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I'll make him mine |
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Do whatever I can |
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Fell in love with the traveling man |
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I'll make him mine |
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Do whatever I can |
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Got me looking for love |
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Got me looking for love |
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Little sympathy |
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Cause a long way back never comes easily |
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Even a young girl knows |
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That the first sign of love falls flat right where the cold wind blows |
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A single syllable contains my history |
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Never know what word could mean so much to me |
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Fell in love with the traveling man |
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I'll make him mine |
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Do whatever I can |
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Fell in love with the traveling man |
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I'll make him mine |
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Do whatever I can |
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Touching me with such sweet blindness |
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Hiding where our past can't find us |
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Need to find you another door |
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Oh baby I need more |
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I can't live on metaphors |
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Oh baby I need more |
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Fell in love with the traveling man |
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Gonna make you mine |
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Do whatever I can |
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Fell in love with the traveling man |
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Gonna make him mine |
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Do whatever I can |
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You got me looking for love |
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You got me looking for love |
