| Freedom came my way that night
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| Just like a jet plane In and out of sight
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| I was hauling ass at a million miles an hour
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| Wondering how hard I’d hit
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| When they came into the station
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| They said I was bad beyond repair
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| But I got no qualms with my situation
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| Say here I am
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| Say cheri cheri won’t you dare to
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| Say cheri cheri won’t you dare to
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| Leave a message and your number please
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| Tie them up all my old fantasies
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| Put them in a big red bow and send them care of me
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| I’m taking a chance on the wind
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| I’m packing up all my bags
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| I’m taking a mistake I gotta make
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| Then I’m glory bound
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| So I packed it up and I went to the winds
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| And I lived out of a VW bus for a year or two
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| Ain’t nothing but a pipe dream and my guitar
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| Livin off of apple fields and old cigars
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| Diggin this microphone checking it out every night all alone
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| The car battery is dead again so I got my head dead set against it
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| Say cheri cheri won’t you dare to
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| Say cheri cheri won’t you dare to
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| Leave a message and your number please
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| Take the time to want to satisfy me
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| Take all those fantasies and send them care of me
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| I’m taking my chance on the wind
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| I’m packing up all my bags
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| I’m taking a mistake I gotta make
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| Then I’m glory bound
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| I’m taking my chance on the wind
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| I’m packing up all my bags
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| I’m taking a mistake I gotta make
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| Then I’m glory bound |