| Well, there’s no time like the present
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| To get you through your past
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| I’m nowhere near the future
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| But I’m gonna get there fast
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| I’m moving on, I’m moving on
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| Well, I’m just passed Albuquerque
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| But somehow you’re still near
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| I guess the objects in my mirror
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| Are closer than they appear
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| I’m moving on, I’m moving on
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| And I’ll know it when I get there
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| But I don’t think I’m getting close
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| There’s a place without your memory
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| Somewhere down the road
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| I’ve cried a thousand miles of tears
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| I got a thousand miles to go
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| They say life is like a highway
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| And sometimes the road gets rough
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| Girl, you’re like a twister
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| And I can’t drive fast enough
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| I’ll keep on until you’re gone
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| When I hit the water
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| And there’s no place left to go
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| I’ll hang out left in this old 'Vette
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| And head towards Mexico
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| You’ll be gone but not for long
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| And I’ll know it when I get there
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| But I don’t think I’m getting close
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| There’s a place without your memory
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| Somewhere down the road
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| I cried a thousand miles of tears
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| I got a thousand miles to go
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| And I will know it when I get there
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| But I don’t think I’m getting close
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| There’s a place without your memory
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| Somewhere down the road
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| I cried a thousand miles of tears
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| I got a thousand miles to go, go, oh, yeah
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| Here I go
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| Oh baby, come keep on movin'
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| Heading down that road
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| I’m drivin', baby, drivin' is the code
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| Gonna keep on movin', baby
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| Headin' down the road
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| Down that road
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| Don’t know when I’ll get there
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| Hope I get there fast
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| Headin' down the highway
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| Hope that I don’t drive right past
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| I’m getting closer
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| I’m getting closer
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| Yeah I belong
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| Wherever you’ll be gone |