| Out on the trans-canada highway
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| There was a girl hitchhiking with her dog
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| Fireflies buzzin round her head
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| Like candles in the fog.
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| He was three miles down the road
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| Tryin to stay up, but he knew that he couldnt
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| She was looking for a ride through the night
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| But out there, who wouldnt.
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| They were bound for glory
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| Bound for living on the edge
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| They were bound for each other
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| Like two comets heading for a bed.
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| She had a new way of living
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| New way of looking at life
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| He had an 84 international and two kids
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| He left back home with his wife.
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| He was tired of writin letters to himself
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| And living in the dark
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| She was open to suggestions
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| And some say she had a broken heart.
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| He had everything he wanted
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| til it all turned out to be a job
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| One fallen asleep trucker
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| And a girl hitchhiking with her dog.
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| They were bound for glory
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| Bound for living on the edge
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| They were bound for each other
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| Like two comets heading for a bed.
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| She had a new way of living
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| New way of looking at life
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| He had an 84 international and two kids
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| He left back home with his wife.
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| Out on the trans-canada highway
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| The sun came climbing up the cab
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| By the time it hit the window they were wakin up From what little sleep they had.
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| When that heat hit the blankets
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| They were looking for love at second sight
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| Just starin in each others eyes
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| Findin it in the mornin light.
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| They were bound for glory
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| Bound for living on the edge
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| They were bound for each other
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| Like two blankets layin on a bed.
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| She had a new way of living
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| New way of looking at life
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| He had an 84 international and two kids
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| He left back home with his wife. |