| Watching the sun going down
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| We’re moving on into town
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| Sniffing and tasting the red lights
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| Been a red hot city night
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| Into the bars, seeking some jars
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| Making some fighting talk
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| Find us some girls
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| And conquer the world
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| We ain’t even fit to walk
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| You gotta walk like a man
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| Though you’re shaking inside
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| One for the road, you gotta give me
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| One for the road, I just need
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| One for the road, oh
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| Wiping the grease from our chin
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| With a mad finger-licking grin
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| Oh, what a night this is gonna been
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| All the sin we’ve been swimming in
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| Into the bars, seeking some jars
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| Making some fighting talk
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| Find us some girls
|
| And conquer the world
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| We ain’t even fit to walk
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| You gotta walk like a man
|
| Though you’re shaking inside
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| One for the road, you gotta give me
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| One for the road, I just need
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| One for the road, oh |