| I was heading down the highway
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| She’s going my way
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| She climbed in, the next thing I knew
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| We started laughing and smoking
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| We got to talking
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| Yeah, we’d both been hurt a time or two
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| I knew she didn’t love me
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| But I didn’t think she’d want me, no
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| Right there she took me
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| Underneath that sun, we became one
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| She said
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| Life’s a little strange
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| We all need a little strange sometimes
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| I’m a little strange
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| A lot like you…
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| (Let's ride)
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| Halfway to Boston
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| She turned down the radio
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| Asked what I was looking for
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| Then I looked in her eyes
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| For the first time I realized
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| I really didn’t know anymore
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| Sometimes I think I want true love
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| Most times I feel like there’s no one
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| But in the meantime hold me tight
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| Things will be alright
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| I said…
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| Life’s a little strange
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| We all need a little strange sometimes
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| I’m a little strange
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| A lot like you…
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| (Let's ride)
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| I pulled along the highway
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| The time had come to go our way
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| She took my hand, looked into my eyes
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| And said «won't you hold me one more time»
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| She said…
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| Life’s a little strange
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| We all need a little strange sometimes
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| I’m a little strange a lot
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| Oh baby, a lot like you… |