| High ball in the passing lane
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| This old Plymouth is a balling train
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| I will drive it hard 'til the wheels wear down
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| Then get out and push the thing into town
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| High ball, this poor old heart
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| You’re going to pull the thing all apart
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| You drive it hard til the heart break down
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| Who’s gonna fix it in this ole town
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| Not too strong but I’m ever ready
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| I drive fast but I drive steady
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| I’m not long for this old world
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| So, please, get out of my way
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| High ball, you must lay back
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| You’re going to run the thing off the track
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| Now lay back, why another day?
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| I got to high ball it all the way
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| Oh, not too strong but I’m ever ready
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| I drive fast but I drive steady
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| I’m not long for this old world
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| So, please, get out of my way
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| Oh, high ball, in a jet airplane
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| Much too slow that old balling train
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| Fly it hard 'til the thing fall down
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| Then get out and push the thing into town
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| Not too strong but I’m ever ready
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| I drive fast but I drive steady
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| I’m not long for this old world
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| So, please, get out of my way |