| I woke up on a sidewalk in the sunday rain
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| still holdin' on that smokin' gun, I felt I crushed my brain
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| Then came that old epiphany, nothing too profound
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| That Saturday Night Special, she’ll put me in the ground
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| I didn’t wanna go that way, I got too much to do
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| And then I met a trouble girl who helped to pull me through
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| I opened up her glove box, I got scared of what I found
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| That saturday night special, she’ll put me in the ground
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| Come along, come along, i’m feeling so alone
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| All nights I hurt myself on and on and on
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| Me and all my fiendish friends, going out on the town
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| Just can’t seem to help myself and put that bastard down
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| I gotta put that bastard down
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| Well it hit me hard in my head when I started to come 'round
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| That Saturday night special, she’ll put you in the ground |