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I want a love that's right 
But right is only half of what's wrong
I want a short haired girl 
Who sometimes wears it twice as long
Now I'm stepping out this old brown shoe
Baby, I'm in love with you
I'm so glad you came here, it won't be the same now
I'm telling you

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You know you ain't bad looking

I like the way you hold your drinks

Come home with me, honey

I ain't asking for no full length mink

Hey, where you going

Don't go yet

Your glass ain't empty and we just met

You're mean when your loaded

I was raised on robbery

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We got a place with a fence and a little grass
I put this film on the windows, and it looks like chapel glass
But when she turns, it's like the shadow of the cross don't cast
No blessin' over our lonely life
It's like waiting for a train to pass, I don't know when it'll pass

 

But I remember when she used to set the room on fire
With her eyes, swear to God
It's like a flood of grief and sorrow from a haunted life
When she cries like a train, it's a lot

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Swearin' to God
There's no one else on earth I'd rather be
Mmmmmm... Swearin' to God
You made me see so I believed in me
Oh you've been fillin' my cup
'Til I'm runnin' over with joy
From you heaven sent love
Just touch me again
I'm king of all men... and reigning from above

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A worried man with a worried mind
No one in front of me and nothing behind
There's a woman on my lap and she's drinking champagne
Got white skin, got assassin's eyes
I'm looking up into the sapphire tinted skies
I'm well dressed, waiting on the last train
Standing on the gallows with my head in a noose
Any minute now I'm expecting all hell to break loose
People are crazy and times are strange
I'm locked in tight, I'm out of range
I used to care, but things have changed
This place ain't doing me any good
I'm in the wrong town, I should be in Hollywood

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I was standin' at the station

Out at the end of the line

Feelin' mad, just a bit impatient

And I wish that you would make up my mind

 

Yes, I was out there on the platform

Pay phone keeps eatin' my dimes

And I still don't have an answer

And the train's leavin' right on time

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The Old man rocks among his dreams, a prisoner of the porch
The light he said at the end of the tunnel
Was nothing but a burglars torch


And them that was caught in the cover, are all rich and free
But they chained my mind to an endless tune
When they took my only son from me

 

I know it's true, oh so true

Cause I saw it on T.V.

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Old man, look at my life
I'm a lot like you were
Old man, look at my life
I'm a lot like you were

 

Old man, look at my life
Twenty four and there's so much more
Live alone in a paradise
That makes me think of two

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He take the thunder from the mountain
He take a lightning from the sky
He bring a strong man to his begging knee
He make the young girl's mama cry


You got to hidey-hide
You got to jump and run
You got to hidey-hidey-hide
The old man is down the road

 

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