| Well I’m leaving Austin thinking about everything she said
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| And I’m headed down to College Station looking for a place to rest my head
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| And I’ve been down this road too many damn times before
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| And I didn’t even say goodbye when you slammed that door
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| I know there’s been sometimes when I shouldn’t have lied
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| But I’ll ease it on down when I step out of beneath stage lights
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| You know it’s me when your shoes hit that hardwood floor
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| And I won’t even say goodbye when I slam that door
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| And it’s a long hard road so they say
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| And everything that I’d lose it’s just another small price to pay
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| You’re gonna know my name and then I’ll leave you wanting more
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| And I won’t even say goodbye when I slam that door, oh here we go now
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| Got some friends in Montgomery County and they all know my name
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| And they don’t give a damn whether I ever make my own claim to fame
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| And I passed out on Brenner’s couch trying to recall the night before
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| And I never once said goodbye when I slammed his door
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| And it’s a long hard road so they say
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| And everything that I lose it’s just another small price to pay
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| Your gonna know my name and then I’ll leave you wanting more
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| And I won’t even say goodbye when I slam that door
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| Oh I didn’t even say goodbye when I slammed that door
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| (Two, three)
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| Oh slam the door boys |