| When you feel a certain violence from inside
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| Or when your nerve is shot and you ride the horse’s hoof
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| When you’re hungry and you’re fighting to survive
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| You know what you want
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| Go, go, go, go
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| You know what you want to go and do
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| You know what you want to go and do
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| You know what to do
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| You know where to
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| You know what you want to push
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| Big black bush
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| Big black bush
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| Big big big big
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| Big black bush
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| Big big big big big big
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| Big
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| Walking naked to the corner store
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| There’s a madman with a shotgun in his hand
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| Blows his guts out onto the ceramic floor
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| You know what he wanted
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| Go, go, go, go
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| He needed love
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| He needed tenderness
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| Without affection he felt so helpless
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| It’s a sad affair in this atmosphere that all men have to push
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| And take a left at Albuquerque
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| He needed love
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| He needed tenderness
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| Without affection he felt so helpless
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| You know what to do
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| You know where to go
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| You know what you want to push |