| In the light of the night
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| Trying hard to forget
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| All the cries and the lies
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| Of the people she met
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| Hypnotized by the sight
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| That you’re seeing and yet
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| Can’t disguise in her eyes
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| There’s a look of regret
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| So she drifts into tomorrow
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| Maybe she can find a better way
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| To love and see her sorrow
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| Vanish in the haze
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| Rock 'n' roll lady, keep on trying
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| Like the sand that is washed on the shore
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| Don’t believe all the tears and the crying
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| She’s running back for more
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| In the bars where the stars
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| Drink tequila and wine
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| Loud guitars, fancy cars
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| And the feeling is fine
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| See her face every place
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| Every movement in time
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| But don’t choose or a loser you’ll be
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| When she throws you her line
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| And she drifts into tomorrow
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| Maybe she can find a better way
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| To love and see her sorrow
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| Vanish in the haze
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| Rock 'n' roll lady, keep on trying
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| Like the sand that is washed on the shore
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| Don’t believe all the tears and the crying
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| She’s running back for more |