| Gamblin on instincts well here’s what I found
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| Voice from my pocket starts pulling me down
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| Tells me my bucks ain’t enough
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| And life doesn’t have to be rough
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| But a little white cloud
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| Tells me what I crave
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| And the way I feel
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| Means my heart is saved
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| And the money goes 'round
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| And the babes are babes
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| And the way I feel
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| Means my heart is saved
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| Personally I like midwestern tows
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| I like the girls there and even the clowns
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| But now I’ve been out on the wheel
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| Out where you’re worth what you steal
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| And I can’t go back to a yesterday
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| No I can’t turn back 'cause my heart is saved
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| And I gotta believe all night and all day
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| And when I believe my heart is saved
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| I’m weird and half-dead
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| There’s a fortune in my head
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| Don’t touch me
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| My heart is saved
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| Gamblin on instincts well here’s what I found
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| Voice from my pocket starts pulling me down
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| Tells me my bucks ain’t enough
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| And life doesn’t have to be rough
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| But a little white cloud tells me what I crave
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| And the way I feel means my heart is saved
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| And I gotta believe all night and all day
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| And when I believe my heart is saved |