| I’m travelin' down the road
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| I’m flirtin' with disaster
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| I’ve got the pedal to the floor,
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| My life is running faster
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| I’m out of money, I’m out of hope,
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| It looks like self destruction
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| Well how much more can we take,
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| With all of this corruption
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| We’re flirtin' with disaster,
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| Ya’ll know what I mean
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| And the way we run our lives,
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| It makes no sense to me
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| I don’t know about yourself or what you want to be, yeah
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| When we gamble with our time,
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| We choose our destiny
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| I’m travelin' down that lonesome road
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| Feel like I’m dragging a heavy load
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| Yeah I’ve tried to turn my head away,
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| Feels about the same most every day
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| You know what I’m talking about, baby
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| Speeding down the fast lane, honey
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| Playin' from town to town
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| The boys and I have been burnin' it up, can’t seem to slow it down
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| I’ve got the pedal to the floor, our lives are runnin' faster,
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| Got our sights set straight ahead,
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| But ain’t sure what we’re after
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| Flirtin' with disaster, ya’ll know what I mean
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| You know the way we run our lives it makes no sense to me
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| I don’t know about yourself or what you plan to be, yea
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| When we gamble with our time, we choose our destiny
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| Yeah, I’m travelin' down that lonesome road
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| Feel like I’m dragging a heavy load
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| Don’t tried to turn my head away,
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| I’m flirtin' with disaster every day
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| And you are too, baby, ha ha ha
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| Flirtin' with disaster baby,
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| Ya’ll know what I mean
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| You know the way we run our lives,
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| It makes no sense to me
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| I don’t know about yourself or what you plan to be
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| When we gamble with our time, we choose our destiny
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| Yeah, we’re traveling down this lonesome road
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| Feel like I’m dragging a heavy load
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| Don’t try and turn my head away, ba ba ba yeah
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| Flirtin' with disaster every day |