| Rolling out of Raleigh, been trying to make a living
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| Listening to the station with a rockabilly rhythm
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| Down about Atlanta and I started slowing
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| Might need a little bit of something just to keep a-going
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| Mm, I got nothing
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| Nothing like enough
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| Nothing but a little cold coffee in a cup
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| Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up
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| Birmingham never been a long time coming
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| All the way to Jackson, got the radio a-humming
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| Trying to make Dallas, but my head kept chugging
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| Wish I had a little 'cause I gotta keep the motor working
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| Mm, I got nothing
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| Nothing like enough
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| Nothing but a little cold coffee in a cup
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| Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up
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| Last four miles, got my hand on the buckle
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| Gonna get some loving from a certain honeysuckle
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| He’s my sugar and he’s been there waiting
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| It’s been a long time Betty, don’t be hesitating
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| Mm, I got nothing
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| Nothing like enough
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| Nothing but a littl cold coffee in a cup
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| Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up
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| Mm, I got nothing
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| Nothing like enough
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| Nothing but a little cold coffee in a cup
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| Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up
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| Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up
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| Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up |