| Rita’s out on the street tonight
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| Driving through the rain
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| She’s got lots of new reasons not to trust any man again
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| And even though she’ll be alright
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| She’ll never be the same again
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| She’ll move closer to her mama, let her daughter keep her daddy’s name
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| Sometimes you’ve only got one road and it’s a rocky ride
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| Sometimes there isn’t time to think about the tears you’ve cried
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| You take it as it comes
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| When you’ve got no way to hide from the hurting inside
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| When there’s nowhere you can really run
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| You take it as it comes
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| Rita’s out on the street tonight
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| Midnight feels so strange
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| She’s got her baby in the car seat
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| Her sleeping face flashing as the signals change
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| They roll up to the corner for the seventh time
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| As they circle around the square
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| The movie crowd is spilling out across the street
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| Rita sits at that light and stares
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| And she wonders if there’s any reason in the world to try
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| And she glances at her little girl and she remembers why
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| And one foot goes in front of the other
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| And one day rolls into the next
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| Sometimes you’ve got to let your heart be numb
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| And take it as it comes |