| Storm clouds in the rear view
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| Windshield full of clear blue
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| Headed down some two lane
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| To somewhere it don’t rain
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| She’s got that out of here
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| 80 mile an hour smile
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| She finds a faster gear
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| And she reaches for the dial
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| And turns the radio up
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| Rolls her window down
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| Got her long hair blowing all around
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| So if all those tears and that old town
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| Already forgot what they were about
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| Got a new fire in her eyes
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| Look out world she’s all cried out
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| If he’d a call her yesterday
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| Who knows she might have stayed
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| Promise she ain’t thinking about him
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| What if’s and the might have beens
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| And her phone lights up today
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| She’ll look at it and laugh
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| And say you’re a little late
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| She throws it in the back
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| And turns the radio up
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| Rolls her window down
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| Got her long hair blowing all around
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| So if all those tears and that old town
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| Already forgot what they were about
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| Got a new fire in her eyes
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| Look out world she’s all cried out
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| She’s out of time
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| She’s out of tears
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| She’s out of love
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| She’s out of here
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| She turns that mirror sideways and puts her lipstick on
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| And turns the radio up
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| Rolls her window down
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| Got her long hair blowing all around
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| So if all those tears and that old town
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| And turns the radio up
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| Rolls her window down
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| Got her long hair blowing all around
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| So if all those tears and that old town
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| Already forgot what they were about
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| Got a new fire in her eyes
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| Look out world she’s all cried out
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| She’s all cried out
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| She turns her radio up
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| Rolls her window down
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| Got her long hair blowing all around
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| And turns the radio up
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| Rolls her window down
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| Got her long hair blowing all around
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| She’s all cried out |