| I’ve got a car that’s always stuck in the last gear
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| It starts and it goes if you leave it alone but you can’t steer
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| Taking it out for a Sunday drive on the back roads
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| And it waits till I’m far away from home and the sun is getting low
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| And wouldn’t you know it, she’s breaking down again
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| Pulling her over onto the shoulder, letting her under my skin
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| I’ve got a woman that I haven’t seen for a good year
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| She’s got a new job, yeah I love her a lot but she ain’t here
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| We’ve got a system and she’s got it all worked out
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| But there’s something missing that she’s forgetting that she can’t live without
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| And wouldn’t you know it, she’s breaking down again
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| Pulling her over onto my shoulder, letting her under my skin
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| I’ve got a car, it looks real good with the top down
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| But it lost a tire and caught on fire in the last town
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| I’ve got a girl that’s drying her eyes with a haiku
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| So I’m hitching a ride down 35, gotta be there by afternoon
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| And wouldn’t you know it, she’s breaking down again
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| Pulling her over onto my shoulder, letting her under my skin
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| And wouldn’t you know it, she’s breaking down again
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| Pulling her over onto my shoulder, letting her under my skin
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| And wouldn’t you know it, she’s breaking down again
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| Pulling her over onto my shoulder, letting her under my skin |