| Seems the further from town I go
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| The more I hate this place
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| He’s got leather and big tattoos
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| Scars all over his face
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| And I wonder if he ever has cried
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| 'Cause he couldn’t get a date for the prom
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| He’s got his arm around every man’s dream
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| Crumbs in his beard from the seafood special
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| Oh can’t you see my world is falling apart
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| Baby please leave the biker
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| Leave the biker
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| Break his heart
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| Baby please leave the biker
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| Leave the biker
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| Break his heart
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| Now his friend leans over and says
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| Looks like we’ve got us a fag
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| Wonder if that guy’s read one word
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| That wasn’t in a porno mag
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| And I wonder if he ever has cried
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| 'Cause his kitten got run over and died
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| He’s got his arm around every man’s dream
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| And Crumbs in his beard from the seafood special
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| Oh can’t you see my world is falling apart
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| Baby please leave the biker
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| Leave the biker
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| Break his heart
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| Baby please leave the biker
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| Leave the biker
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| Break his heart
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| And I wonder if he ever has cried
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| 'Cause he couldn’t get a date for the prom
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| He’s got his arm around every man’s dream
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| And crumbs in his beard from the seafood special
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| Oh can’t you see my world is falling apart
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| Baby please leave the biker
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| Leave the biker
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| Break his heart
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| Baby please leave the biker
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| Leave the biker
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| Break his heart
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| Baby please leave the biker
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| Leave the biker
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| Break his heart |