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Saturday night and my head is spinning |
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I wonder whose heart I've been sinning for |
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A cold rain blows on my window |
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A soft scent gone from my pillow |
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One more step that I've been takin' |
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Yes and one more heart |
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I don't need no more breakin' of |
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The red lights how they all |
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Burnin' down the highway |
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I remember when the wind had blown my way |
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But the wind blew down my line |
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Yeah the wind blew down my line |
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The man on the street, each day I'm passin' |
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A small bite to eat is all he's been askin' for |
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Cold stares is all he's been yielding |
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Oh, and now I know that empty feeling |
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Yeah, the wind blew down my line |
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Yeah, the wind blew down my line |
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Yeah, the wind blew down my line |
