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The body's a temple, that's what we're told |
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I've treated this one like an old honky-tonk |
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Greasy cheeseburgers and cheap cigarettes |
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One day they'll get me if they ain't got me yet |
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'Cause I've been living in fast forward |
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A hillbilly rock star out of control |
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I've been living in fast forward |
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Now I need to rewind real slow |
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My friends all grew up, they settled down |
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Built nice little houses on the outskirts of town |
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They work in their office, drive SUVs |
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They pray for their babies and they worry 'bout me |
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'Cause I've been living in fast forward |
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A hillbilly rock star out of control |
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I've been living in fast forward |
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Now I need to rewind real slow |
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I'm always runnin', son of a gunnin' |
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I've had a good time it's true |
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But the way I've been goin', it's time that I toned it |
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Down just a notch or two |
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Oh yeah |
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Well, I've been living in fast forward |
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A hillbilly rock star out of control |
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I've been living in fast forward |
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Now I need to rewind real slow |
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Well, I've been living in fast forward |
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A hillbilly rock star out of control |
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I've been living in fast forward |
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Now I need to rewind real slow |
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Yeah, I need to rewind real slow |
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Yeah, I still got some miles to go |
