| You live ten miles down a dusty road
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| You gotta pull back, gonna overload
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| I make you sing like a mocking bird
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| You better hurry better hear my word
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| You are a wide receiver
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| And you’re magnificent
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| A disbeliever, won’t you let me vent
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| I gotta notion you will stay for a while
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| I gotta potion gonna make you smile
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| I can get you stoned
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| You’re in a roadside shack
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| And you listen to the grammophone
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| I can get you stoned
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| In your fantasy, you never have to be alone
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| You go to work on the graveyard shift
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| I got the right thing to give you a lift
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| I see that you’re ready and able
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| You put your cards right out on the table
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| I come a knockin', won’t you let me in
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| Soul sister I want to begin
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| I’m gonna take responsibility
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| Before they take me to the highest tree
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| And it hurts so bad, you made the right choice
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| And you’re only a groove away
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| And when the morning comes
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| I will be long gone, I’m gonna make you feel
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| I’m glad you make you feel that way |