| Getting down to the neon fair
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| Selling out on a ride
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| I’m on the road to the bayou
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| I sing along with the banjo
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| Two miles from who knows where
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| Ten smiles for the girls in underwear
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| I read the lines in your diary
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| Two-faced girl, I’m sorry
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| Got your picture in the magazine
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| Show the people what they’ve never seen
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| Chase them down because you’re angry
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| Chase them down because you’re angry
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| Ambush in the setting sun
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| Moving out every night
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| I had a dream about the bayou
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| And my favorites on vinyl
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| Two miles from who knows where
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| I fake a smile because I never really cared
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| I read the lines in your diary
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| Two-faced girl, I’m sorry
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| Got your picture in the magazine
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| Show the people what they’ve never seen
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| Chase them down because you’re angry
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| Chase them down because you’re angry
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| I woke up, saw the flaming dawn
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| I made it home at last
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| Where do you go from the bayou?
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| Tell me the truth, will I ever know?
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| Two miles from who knows where
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| We got seperated at the neon fair
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| Look at the boats heading out through the snow
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| To destination I’ll never know
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| Got your picture in the magazine
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| Show the people what they’ve never seen
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| Chase them down because you’re angry
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| Chase them down because you’re angry |