If she wanted to
When she walked in a room
She could
Down in the belly of the beast
Washed out on a
Man there's gotta be a better way
For me to earn
I just might make it out there into another world
It's late, I know
I should pick up my pieces and
We were born before the wind
Also younger than the sun
Ere
Time is ticking, off the clock
I’m stuck between concrete and
Sometimes I wonder where you're gonna go
And I wonder if
She don't like a man
Who tells her to trust him
She's
Well my lady left her lamp light burning
Praying for my
Hey I’ve been riding like a space cowboy
Into the center
In a bar on the rough side of town
Candy would
Take a ride by the riverside
And you feel your heart
You can cuss me and you can spit
Break your windows,
Sittin' there in your crushed red velvet jacket
With your bottle
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