| Songs about war
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| Beat up cars and old screen doors
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| Youth and truth
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| Lies and money
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| Some of em are sad and others are funny
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| And ive Sang about sunshine sang about rain
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| Lookin out the window of a big jet plane
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| Songs about home and this road im on
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| And songs just to find the strength to carry on
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| I reckon ive written about a million songs so far
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| Dirty clubs and motel rooms
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| Tryin to be a big rock star
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| But all they wanna hear is sittin at a bar
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| Ya know that bartender song
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| The one about crashin that car
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| So I sing it every night
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| But I save it for last
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| And everybody sings along
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| Might even sign me an autograph
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| Well ive strained my brain and tried to search
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| For great ideas that just wont work
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| Complex metaphors double entendre
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| Tried to be more than a one hit wonder
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| Scheming on a rhyme rackin' my melon
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| How long I been doin' this aint no tellin'
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| Workin' like the devil to be Avant-garde
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| Well hell maybe I just try to hard
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| I reckon ive written about a million songs so far
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| Dirty clubs and motel rooms
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| Tryin' to be a big rock star
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| But all they wanna hear is sittin' at a bar
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| Ya know that bartender song
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| The one about crashin' that car
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| So I sing it every night
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| But I save it for last
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| And everybody sings along
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| Might even sign me an autograph
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| I’m not complainin' not at all I’m just sayin'
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| If I could find a way to write a million more like that one
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| Then maybe that drunk guy with all his sloppy friends
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| You could find at all our shows wouldn’t be yelling
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| Play that trailer park song when we’re just two songs in
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| But who knows
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| All they wanna hear is sittin' at a bar
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| Ya know that bartender song
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| The one about crashin' that car
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| So I sing it every night
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| But I save it for last
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| And everybody sings along
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| Might even sign me an autograph |