| I wound up talking with your wife
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| She says you’ve got another life
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| Thought you’d finally settled down
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| But you keep on going 'round to the dark side of town
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| She says you promise not to stray
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| Then you make your getaway
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| And she prays for it to pass, and you say that it won’t last
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| Because you’re going nowhere fast
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| On the dark side of town, where new lovers meet
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| At the old lost and found on the edge of the street
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| And the noon shadows hide from the fires outside
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| On the dark side of town, where some woman waits
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| To worship your crown, to burn at your stake
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| I lay myself down on the dark side of town
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| She says you fill her with desire
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| But when you want her, you’re a liar
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| She can taste it on your breath
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| Cutting through the cigarette
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| She can smell it on your sweat
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| You’ve been taking off your ring
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| Women see these little things
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| You might think it doesn’t show
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| But it shows how far you’ll go
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| To feed the fire down below
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| On the dark side of town, where new lovers meet
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| At the old lost and found on the edge of the street
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| And the noon shadows hide from the fire outside
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| On the dark side of town, where some woman waits
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| To worship your crown, to burn at your stake
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| I lay myself down on the dark side of town
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| I said — I know that woman well
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| And I will see her soul in hell
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| Before I let her carry on 'til all your hope is gone
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| Man, you should have seen her smile
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| Like she’d known it all the while
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| And she said — thank you from me and my child
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| Thank you from me and my child
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| On the dark side of town, where new lovers meet
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| At the old lost and found on the edge of the street
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| And the noon shadows hide from the fire outside
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| On the dark side of town, where some woman waits
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| To worship your crown, to burn at your stake
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| I lay myself down on the dark side of town |