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Think ahead before you open your mouth |
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I might be thinking it through. |
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Gonna pack my things and catch a train headed south. |
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Or step right out of my car, into the |
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Rain drippin' down my fingers, |
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Into my eyes, you won't see me cryin' but, |
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What will you do when I am gone. |
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I creep slowly out of my bed, |
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Take one final look at you. |
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To empty out all those sweet memories from my head. |
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How did I ever end up playing your fool but, |
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I'm on a train bound for glory, |
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Goin' klickity klack klickity klack |
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Away from you but |
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What will you do, when I am gone? |
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How the hell you ever get to be so damn cool? |
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Suck down my money and throw my love away. |
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How the hell did you ever get to be so damn slick? |
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You'll come slidin' slidin' down one day but, |
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I'm on a train bound for glory. |
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Goin' klickity klack klickity klack |
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Away from you but, |
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What will you do when I am gone? |
