| Damon A. born in Santa Fe
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| To a lovely girl who knew nothing of the world
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| She said, «Baby boy, go for the fame, go for the fame»
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| He said, «I don’t know, let me explain»
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| All his life, it was never right
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| Still he had his dream, made it work out in-between
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| Hearing «baby boy, go for the fame, go for the fame»
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| But they shut him down
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| So alone, guess I gotta find a home
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| Were we born to be…
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| So alone, guess I gotta find a home
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| Were we born to be alone?
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| Maya Mi hated Tennessee, so she packed her bag
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| Halfway gone she called her dad
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| He said, «Baby girl, if you want free, you won’t see me»
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| She said, «Ok,» and «just let me be»
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| Got some work, called the bosses «sir»
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| But although she tried, something’s sick inside
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| Hearing, «Baby girl, if you want free, you won’t see me»
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| And they shot her down
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| So alone, guess I gotta find a home
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| Were we born to be…
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| So alone, guess I gotta find a home
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| Were we born to be alone?
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| No, sorry, everybody wants their way
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| Everybody wants their way in the Promise Land
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| So sorry, everybody has to wait
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| Everybody has to wait in the Promise Land
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| It’s been a long time, I need to go
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| Maybe I’ll hit the road
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| What I’m trying to find, I don’t even know
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| Maybe I’ll hit the road |