| The kid who drove, drove
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| All night long Piled high and smokin'
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| The stuff of dreams
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| Like love
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| So he lost his way
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| Down by the tracks
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| All gone out
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| All gone out
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| Not comin' back She laughed a lot
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| And he found out His arms
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| Too long And his head
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| Too small
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| To crawl the way she made him feel
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| The sound is givin' up
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| I looked around
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| And the place was empty
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| That girl was funny that way
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| Stone’s gone up babe
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| White light
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| O’r the mountain space
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| That night
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| Of stars
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| All the wishes I had
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| All the dreams I had
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| Stone’s gone up
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| White light
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| It jumped out at me
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| Like a bird
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| The street tilted
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| Slot machine bells
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| I just don’t know
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| What I’m gonna do
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| Got this dream 'bout lovin' you
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| If I wrote a wish to you
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| If you’d read it
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| It’d say, «Could we be together… Just you and me?» |
| The wilderness stretches
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| out forever
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| You and me
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| Could we be together?
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| But then it went all dark
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| And I knew
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| It couldn’t be Stone’s gone up babe White light
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| Stone’s gone up babe
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| White light
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| O’r the mountain space
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| That night
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| Of stars
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| All the wishes I had
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| All the dreams I had
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| Stone’s gone up
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| White light |