| I walked in
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| There sat Slim
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| Cleaning up his memory with some Sapphire Gin
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| Mr. Paine grabbed my arm
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| Pulled me aside
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| And said «Kid are you ready for the wild ride?»
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| I looked up
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| There she stood
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| I said, «If you didn’t look so great
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| I’d say you look good»
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| She took her hand
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| Ran it up my thigh
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| And said «Cowboy you ready for the wild ride?»
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| Come on now Junior take the wild ride
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| See can you make it on the wild ride
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| Don’t try no shakin' on the wild ride
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| 'Cause things start breakin' on the wild ride
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| Layin' on the highway
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| I saw my mind
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| In tiny little pieces thrown from side to side
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| My heart was shattered along with my pride
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| Guess you can’t keep 'em on the wild ride
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| I was crawlin' 'cross the floor
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| I was tryin' to leave
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| When I felt something tuggin' what was left of my sleeve
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| I heard a little voice with a gold-plated vibe
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| Say I bought a ticket for the wild ride
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| Come on now junior take the wild ride
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| See can we make it on the wild ride
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| Let’s try to shake it on the wild ride
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| We might just break it on the wild ride
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| Come on come on
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| Take me on the wild ride
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| See can you make me on the wild ride
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| Come on an' shake me on the wild ride
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| You might just break me on the wild ride |