| You never really know where you’re goin'
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| Even when you say that you do
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| Some days you’re on a full tank
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| Sometimes you’re runnin' on fumes
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| Heartbreak, mistakes leave you sittin' there on the shoulder
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| That rearview’s got you sayin' that it’s over
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| All you dead end boys
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| All you break down girls
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| Thinkin' you’re all out of pavement
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| Like it’s the end of the world
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| All you burned out believers
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| All you spinnin' your wheels
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| Like you’re gettin' nowhere wing and a prayer
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| I know just how you feel
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| But it’s the stars that make the night
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| It’s the low that makes the high
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| It’s the song that makes you cry
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| It’s the road that makes the ride
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| That makes the ride
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| That hand out the window feelin'
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| Feelin' like you’re flyin' away
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| That up there on the horizon
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| Blue sky sunshine on your face
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| Might be hard to see it through the tears
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| But you still got a lot of good in your Goodyears
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| All you dead end boys
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| All you break down girls
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| Thinkin' you’re all out of pavement
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| Like it’s the end of the world
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| All you burned out believers
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| All you spinnin' your wheels
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| Like you’re gettin' nowhere wing and a prayer
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| I know just how you feel
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| But it’s the stars that make the night
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| It’s the low that makes the high
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| It’s the song that makes you cry
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| It’s the road, that makes the ride
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| It’s the road, that makes the ride
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| All you dead end boys
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| All you break down girls
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| Thinkin' you’re all out of pavement
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| Like it’s the end of the world
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| All you burned out believers
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| All you spinnin' your wheels
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| Like you’re gettin' nowhere wing and a prayer
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| I know just how you feel
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| But it’s the stars that make the night
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| It’s the low that makes the high
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| It’s the love that makes the life
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| It’s the road that makes the ride
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| The road that makes the ride
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| It’s the road that makes the ride
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| Oh-oh, oh-oh, that makes the ride |