| Gonna walk right through this town
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| and laugh with a crowd of strangers chasing me.
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| Never stop to look behind my back,
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| so tell me what they said
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| because I fear my life’s in danger now in this town.
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| How did you get to my motel -do tell soon.
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| Gonna walk right through this town again
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| with a crowd of strangers watching me,
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| picking every little thing apart.
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| So, tell me what they said
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| because I get attitude from this town -in this town.
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| How did you get to this town?
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| …Through this town?
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| Gonna walk right through this town again
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| knowing that I’m only here tonight.
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| Never cared to stop and say hello;
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| so, tell me what they said
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| because I don’t have time to hang around in this town.
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| Maybe… maybe I should think to stay.
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| Maybe I won’t ever return.
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| Maybe… maybe I should stop and play.
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| Gonna walk right through this town again.
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| But, all I know is I really should be on my way.
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| Wouldn’t mind one more night in town. |