| Bright lighs and promises
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| A pocket full of dreams
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| That’s what they pay me to be
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| Gold lame' and diamonds
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| I am a hometown queen
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| Honey, would sing it just for me?
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| When I was good
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| And when I was bad
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| I never thought I’d end up this way
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| With no dreams to hide me
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| Bright lights to guide me
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| How long does it take to make the grade?
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| Everywhere I hear
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| A ringing in my ear
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| Drummer, let the music play
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| Give me small town blues
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| Make it loud, make it do
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| Listen to the music sway
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| Barrails and cocktails
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| Have you got a lite?
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| Ain’t that what it pays to keep in site?
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| Over used and much abused
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| Promises of delight
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| Honey, would you care to spend the night?
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| Take a little time
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| Some memories and wine
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| Loosen up the sucker by the bar
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| And if he wants to hold you
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| If he wants to know
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| Honey, that’s what your here for
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| Until all I see
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| Is them reaching out for me
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| Drummer, play that ol' time melody
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| Bright lights and promises
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| That’s all it’s for
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| Leave and enter by the service door
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| Now, I’m gold lame' and diamonds
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| Even if my gold is worn
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| Honey, can you show me more? |