| I’ve been around in Donkey Town
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| Too long baby too long
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| Checking out of Donkey Town
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| So long, so long, so long
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| Her pretty eyes are pretty still
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| But Jim’s got a kind of a squint Yeah
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| I dug up my last check from out of the mine
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| Now I feel like I’ve done my stint
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| Jim got an army pension
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| When he walked from the military court
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| No body ever mentioned
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| The medical report
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| She does little things for me
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| She likes to get the both of us high. |
| Yeah
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| She says I’m a tender-hearted man
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| Prince charming, yeah, sure, I’m the guy
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| He likes the wrecker’s dogs on chains
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| And the smoke from the company fires
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| Diesel oil in the trucks and cranes
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| And the smell of burning tires
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| But I’ve been around in Donkey Town
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| Too long, baby, too long
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| Checking out of Donkey Town
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| So long, so long, so long
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| There’s a purple heart in a silver tin
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| And a grey .45 in a drawer
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| Most of the time you can drink with him
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| But some other time he’s just sore
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| On days when she says she can’t think straight
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| Or she feels like she’s getting the jumps
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| She’ll go shoot off her .38
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| At cans on a Donkey Town dump
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| It was Friday late and she crossed those legs
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| She told me flat out she would. |
| Yeah
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| If I could pull up my trailer pegs
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| We could get away together for good
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| I sure wish her the best of luck
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| She’s going to need it thinking of Jim
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| I don’t like to leave her stuck
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| But she’s near as bad as him
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| But I’ve been around in Donkey Town
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| Too long baby too long
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| Checking out of Donkey Town
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| So long, so long, so long
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| Checking out of Donkey Town
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| So long, so long, so long |