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I've been warped by the rain, driven by the snow |
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Well I'm drunk and dirty, and don't you know |
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I'm still, yeah still |
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Out on the road so late at night |
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I see my pretty Alice in every head light Alice, Alice, Alice |
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I've been from Tuscon to Tucumcari, Tehachapi to Tonapah |
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Driven every kind of rig that's ever been made |
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Driven the back roads so I wouldn't get weighed |
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If you give me ****, whites and wine and show me a sign |
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Well I'll be willin', and to be movin' |
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I've been beaten by the wind, robbed by the sleet |
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Had my head stoved in, but I'm still on my feet |
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I'm willin', yeah I'm still willin' |
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And I've smuggled some smokes and folks up from Mexico |
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Baked by the sun, every time I go to Mexico and I'm willin' |
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I've been from Tuscon to Tucumcari, Tehachapi to Tonapah |
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Driven every kind of rig that's ever been made |
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Driven the back roads so I wouldn't get weighed |
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If you give me ****, whites, and wine |
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And show me a sign well I'll be willin' to be movin' |