| Guess who’s comin' to town today
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| They said that you was back again
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| I don’t need no more mistreaters, babe
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| I found me a brand new friend
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| And I know: yes I know
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| You’re never gonna treat me right
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| And I know: yes I know
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| We’re movin' outta here tonight
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| I thought that I’d seen the last of you girl
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| 'Cuz you’re always tryin' to hide the facts
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| Looked like the best of our love now baby
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| Was heading down a one-way track
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| And I know: yes I know
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| You’re never gonna treat me right
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| And I know: yes I know
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| We’re movin' outta here tonight
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| First gear, second gear, over the hill
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| I’m doin' it and feelin' free
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| Third gear, fourth gear, here we go
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| You can’t even catch a trail of me
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| You got to rev it up, shut it down, nothing to fear
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| It’s a rush racing through the night
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| Harder, faster, stuck in gear
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| But you know that it feels so right
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| You keep on talkin but your talk is cheap
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| Don’t want to hear a word you say
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| You live in a dream but I got a smokescreen
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| Blocking out the yesterdays
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| And I know: yes I know
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| You’re never gonna treat me right
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| And I know: yes I know
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| We’re movin' outta here tonight
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| First gear, second gear, over the hill
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| I’m a-doin' it and feelin' free
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| Third gear, fourth gear, here we go
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| You can’t even catch a trail of me
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| You got to rev it up, shut it down, nothing to lose
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| It’s a rush racing through that night
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| Harder, faster, stuck in gear
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| But you know that it feels so right
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| Now you can see that I’m splittin' for good
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| Girl you never had a thing to give
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| You can move into your home now, babe
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| I’ll be finding a new place to live
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| And I know: yes I know
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| You’re never gonna treat me right
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| And I know: yes I know
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| We’re movin' outta here tonight, yeah
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| I got me a smokescreen
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| 'bout to block all them yesterdays |