| I crossed the desert in a red Chevelle
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| Took a room in a pink motel
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| A color TV and a minibar
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| And a neon sign that said, «No va»
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| Can see for miles and miles, seems like
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| It’s daylight here, but I can see the night
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| Sweeping cross the plain from east to west
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| And I feel my heart beating in my chest
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| Oh yeah, walk out in the river
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| Yeah, but the river’s run dry
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| You got to walk out in the river
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| No one can see you cry
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| Local boys with nothing to do
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| Shooting Budweiser cans with a .22
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| Put a bullet inside the AB ring
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| You can make another target just by doing your thing
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| Oh yeah, walk out in the river
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| Yeah, but the river’s run dry
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| You got to walk out in the river
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| No one can see you cry
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| There’s a little girl down by the swimming pool side
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| Blowing bubbles with angels trapped inside
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| When the bubbles pop the angels go free
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| And they fly away to heaven 'cross the galaxy
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| Oh yeah, walk out in the river
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| Yeah, but the river’s run dry
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| You got to walk out in the river
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| No one can see you cry
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| Yeah, walk out in the river
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| Yeah, but the river’s run dry
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| You got to walk out in the river
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| No one can see you cry |