| Some towns, look better as you leave 'em
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| and right now this ones lookin' fine
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| cause with every mile that rolls by I’m a little closer
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| to that sweet little gal of mine
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| She’s right there past the high beams and I need her beside me foot heavy on
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| the gas
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| no she don’t mind me leavin' her behind me cause she knows I know my way back
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| I know the porch light’ll be burnin' when I get there
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| cause I’ve been out here keepin' it on,
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| but the brightest light that shines
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| is that sweet little thing of mine
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| waitin' inside my front door
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| That girls that’s right there past them high beams and I need her beside me
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| foot heavy on the gas
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| cause she don’t mind me leavin' her behind me cause she knows I know my way back
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| She don’t have to speak cause I’ve already heard
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| how bad she’s been missin' me too
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| just one touch of her hand
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| reminds this man
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| why I do everything that I do
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| Its. |
| All. |
| For. |
| That girl right past them high beams that I need beside me
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| foot heavy on the gas
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| now she don’t mind me leavin' her behind me cause she knows I know my way back
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| Back for them miles underneath them high beams pretended she’s beside me foot
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| heavy on the gas
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| nah she don’t mind me leavin' her behind me cause she knows I know my way back
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| oh she knows I know my way back
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| Oh I always come back |