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Getting down to the neon fair
Selling out on a ride
I'm on the road to the bayou
I sing along with the banjo
Two miles from who knows where
Ten smiles for the girls in underwear
I read the lines in your diary
Two-faced girl, I'm sorry

Got your picture in the magazine
Show the people what they've never seen
Chase them down because you're angry
Chase them down because you're angry

Ambush in the setting sun
Moving out every night
I had a dream about the bayou
And my favorites on vinyl
Two miles from who knows where
I fake a smile because I never really cared
I read the lines in your diary
Two-faced girl, I'm sorry

Got your picture in the magazine
Show the people what they've never seen
Chase them down because you're angry
Chase them down because you're angry

I woke up, saw the flaming dawn
I made it home at last
Where do you go from the bayou?
Tell me the truth, will I ever know?
Two miles from who knows where
We got seperated at the neon fair
Look at the boats heading out through the snow
To destination I'll never know

Got your picture in the magazine
Show the people what they've never seen
Chase them down because you're angry
Chase them down because you're angry
Getting down to the neon fair   Selling out on a ride   I'm on the road to the bayou   I sing along with the banjo   Two miles from who knows where   Ten smiles for the girls in underwear   I read the lines in your diary   Two-faced girl, I'm sorry      Got your picture in the magazine   Show the people what they've never seen   Chase them down because you're angry   Chase them down because you're angry      Ambush in the setting sun   Moving out every night   I had a dream about the bayou   And my favorites on vinyl   Two miles from who knows where   I fake a smile because I never really cared   I read the lines in your diary   Two-faced girl, I'm sorry      Got your picture in the magazine   Show the people what they've never seen   Chase them down because you're angry   Chase them down because you're angry      I woke up, saw the flaming dawn   I made it home at last   Where do you go from the bayou?   Tell me the truth, will I ever know?   Two miles from who knows where   We got seperated at the neon fair   Look at the boats heading out through the snow   To destination I'll never know      Got your picture in the magazine   Show the people what they've never seen   Chase them down because you're angry   Chase them down because you're angry