| I have become what I criticize, oh, oh, oh
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| The porn queen in my deck of lies, oh, oh, oh
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| Where was you?
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| In a caravan next to a Phantom ride
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| You’re left here with nothing, but something to hide.
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| I am back o Gasoline Alley
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| Where the smoke looks like a misty valley
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| And those dotted hills where pills come down the wrong way.
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| And you can serve yourself a king and your kingdom, too, oh, oh, oh,
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| I was the man and the woman, and the who knows who
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| The good news,
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| You make her an offer that she can’t refuse
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| The truth I have nothing to lose.
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| I am back o Gasoline Alley
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| Where the smoke looks like a misty valley
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| And those dotted hills where pills come down the wrong way
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| You could say,
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| I did it the only way, your own way
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| But life goes on and it’s another day!
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| I am back o Gasoline Alley
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| Where the smoke looks like a misty valley
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| And those dotted hills where pills come down the wrong way
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| I am back o Gasoline Alley
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| Where the smoke looks like a misty valley
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| And those dotted hills where pills come down the wrong way |