| Tell em all I’m on vacation,
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| Say I went to visit friends,
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| That you ain’t heard or seen from me in quite a while,
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| When they ask you where I’ve been,
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| Tell em I’m out on the west coast where it don’t ever rain,
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| And that I’m probably doing fine,
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| Just don’t tell em I’ve gone crazy,
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| That I’m still strung out over you,
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| Tell em anything you want to,
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| Just don’t tell em all the truth,
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| Yeah don’t tell em all the truth,
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| Tell em all I’m out in Vegas,
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| Blowin' every dollar I ever made,
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| Tell em that I must be into something bad for me cause,
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| I sure lost a lot of weight,
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| Tell em I’m out on the road with some old rock and roll band,
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| Living like a gypsy can,
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| The truth is that I’m asking you to lie,
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| And we both know that it ain’t right,
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| But if you ever loved me please,
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| Have some mercy on me,
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
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| Tell em anything you want to,
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| Just don’t tell em all the truth,
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| Yeah don’t tell em all the truth,
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| I still need you,
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| Yeah that’s the truth,
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| I still love you,
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| Baby that’s the truth. |