| I heard you slippin’down the hall:
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| Tell me, did your shadow trip an’fall,
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| Over you, babe, movin’that slowly?
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| Did you think you could waste my time,
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| Come a-messin'round with my mind?
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| Did you think you could? |
| You don’t know me.
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| Where’d you get that alibi?
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| Did it fall out of a midnight sky,
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| Or did you find it on the side of the road?
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| Tell me: Did you have to make a deal,
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| Or wrestle for control, of the wheel, from your conscience?
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| I’d like to know,
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| Where do you go,
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| On your way home?
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| You know, someday, I’d like to fly,
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| Like a bat outta Nashville. |
| Why don’t you help me?
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| An’tell me the truth.
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| 'Cause the truth is gonna set you free.
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| If you keep on lyin’to me, I might stay right here,
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| Just to spite you.
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| Where’d you get that alibi?
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| Did it fall out of a midnight sky,
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| Or did you find it on the side of the road?
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| Tell me: Did you have to make a deal,
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| Or wrestle for control, of the wheel, from your conscience?
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| I’d like to know.
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| Where do you go?
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| Where do you go?
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| Where do you go,
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| On your way home?
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| On your way home?
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| On your way home?
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| Mmmmmm.
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| Mmmmmmmmmmm.
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| Where’d you get that alibi?
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| Did it fall out of a midnight sky,
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| Or did you find it lyin’on the side of the road?
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| Was it ever a long, long drive?
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| Did you ever stop once to cry, or was I worth it?
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| I think I know.
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| Where do you go?
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| Where do you go?
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| Where do you go,
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| On your way home?
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| On your way home? |