| Small town, young love, big mistakes, same old story
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| She thought it was best to just run away
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| Hot head, fast car, Joe cool, slow southern drawl
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| And out here nobody’s buyin that anyway
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| These two lost souls, on two bar stools, sharin troubles, some pain,
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| and a pack of cigarettes
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| She tooke his hand, and off they went
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| Cause she knew what he meant when he said
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| Baby we both got walls to break through
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| But you ain’t got wheels and I sure ain’t got wings
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| Well baby I know that I can save you, if you can rescue me
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| His arms, her touch, their trustin eachother
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| They both got somethin they can’t live without
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| Some days they fight, but those nights they love harder and harder,
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| still there ain’t no doubt
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| The hurt gets healed, the tears all dry
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| He’ll hold her close and whisper one more time
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| Baby we both got walls to break through
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| But you ain’t got wheels and I sure ain’t got wings
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| And baby I know that I can save you, if you can rescue me
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| Baby we both got walls to break through
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| But you ain’t got wheels and I sure ain’t got no wings
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| Well baby I know that I can save you, if you can rescue me
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| Baby I know that I can save you, if you can rescue me
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| If you can rescue me |