| All my doubt my life is measured out
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| and its taken my hat at the door
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| all my reasons for wanting less
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| and all yours for not needing more
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| It stops my breath and my heart in time
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| no want no waste and no fight
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| This boy’s
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| Montgomery bound
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| Ooohhhhhhhhh
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| Ooohhhhhhh
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| Oooooohhhhhhhhhhh
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| See I’ve made my mistakes on my own time
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| Now let the twilight show the girls the town
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| This boy’s
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| Montgomery bound
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| brown bottle eyes
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| and the black cat’s hips
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| The road becomes what you lead
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| and my ghost ain’t waiting
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| and my ghost ain’t waiting
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| and my ghost ain’t waiting |