| Well you can dig me up a grave
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| And try and stick me in the ground
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| Well you can tie me to the bed
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| And try and beat me half to death
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| But you can never keep me down
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| Well you can stick me in a hole
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| And you can pray all day for rain
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| You can shoot me in the leg
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| Just to try to make me beg
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| And you can leave me there for days
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| And I’ll stay alive
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| Just to follow you home
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| And I will survive
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| 'Cause you’re my Mississippi Princess
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| You’re my California Queen
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| Like the Duchess of Detroit
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| And every city in between
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| You can slap me in the face
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| You can scream profanity
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| Leave me here to die alone but
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| I’ll still follow you home
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| I’ll still follow you home
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| You can make a couple calls
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| And tell your brothers I’m in town
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| Put a bounty on my head
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| And tell my parents that I’m dead
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| And hope to hell I’m never found
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| You can steal me the keys
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| To your daddy’s Cadillac
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| You can tamper with the brakes
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| Call it a mistake
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| And pray I’m never coming back
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| And I’ll stay alive
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| Just to follow you home
|
| And I will survive
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| 'Cause you’re my Mississippi Princess
|
| You’re my California Queen
|
| Like the Duchess of Detroit
|
| And every city in between
|
| You can slap me in the face
|
| You can scream profanity
|
| Leave me here to die alone but
|
| I’ll still follow you home
|
| I’ll still follow you home
|
| You can dig me up a grave
|
| And try and stick me in the ground
|
| You can tie me to the bed
|
| And try and beat me half to death
|
| But you can never keep me down
|
| And I will survive
|
| 'Cause you’re my Mississippi Princess
|
| You’re my California Queen
|
| Like the Duchess of Detroit
|
| And every city in between
|
| You can slap me in the face
|
| You can scream profanity
|
| Leave me here to die alone but
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| I’ll still follow you home
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| I’ll still follow you home |