| Finally got a ride, some old broad down from Santa Fe.
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| She was a real go-getter.
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| She drawled so sweetly, I think, child, that things’ll get better.
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| We pulled off the highway, night black as a widow.
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| Yes, I read the Bible, she said, I wanna know of you.
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| Hey, I think I’ve got a live one,
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| Hey, I think I’ve got a live one, Yeah, Yeah,
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| I think I’ve got a live one.
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| Felt like I was hit by a diesel or a greyhound bus.
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| She was no baby-sitter.
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| Get up, sugar, never thought you’d be a quitter.
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| I opened the back door, she was greedy.
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| I ran through the desert, she was chasin'.
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| No time to get dressed, so I was naked, stranded in Chihuahua.
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| Hey, I think I’ve got a live one,
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| Hey, I think I’ve got a live one,
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| Hey, hey, I think I’ve got a live one,
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| Alone, raped and freezin',
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| Alone cold and sneezin',
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| Alone down in Mexico,
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| Alone. |