| Big wet snow the day I left
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| Didn’t stick around like me, I guess
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| Half a tank of gas, money well spent
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| Mississippi was a frozen wreck
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| I’m still in love with you
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| I’m going south, I’m going crazy
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| What else am I supposed to do
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| I’m just a girl in a car, leaving
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| Shivering on a bridge with a cigarette
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| Making sure the sun still sets
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| I look before I leap
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| Pray the Lord my soul to keep
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| I’m still in love with you
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| I’m going south, I’m going crazy
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| What else am I supposed to do
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| I’m just a girl in a car, leaving
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| Sunday morning hit the shore
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| Gulf of Mexico never seemed so pure
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| Sit and watch the tide roll in
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| And I turn west, another road begins
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| I’m still in love with you
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| I’m going south, I’m going crazy
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| What else am I supposed to do
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| I’m just a girl in a car, leaving |