| Well, you moved out of my apartment
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| And you moved out of my old town
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| And my life has remained so lonely
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| Since you ain’t been around
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| And to think how far I travelled, honey
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| Just to see you one more time
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| But if that’s how you say hello
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| You can kiss my ass goodbye
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| So let your hair down, get out of that skirt
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| But leave them high heels on
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| I’ll be in the back of my black Cadillac
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| When Jesus finally comes to call his children home
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| Repeat Chorus
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| Gonna climb a mountain, when I get to the top
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| I’ll find a honky tonk
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| Where I’ll sit and I’ll drink
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| Wondering where you’ve gone
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| And to think how far I’ve travelled
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| Just to get you off my mind
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| But if that’s how you say hello
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| You can kiss my ass goodbye
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| Repeat Chorus
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| Oh, yeah, I’ll be in the back of my black Cadillac
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| When Jesus finally comes to call his children home |