| Running down the highway like a psychopath
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| All the flames and fury coming out my back
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| Wanna make a bet whether I make it back?
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| Cause I’m on the edge of a heart attack
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| You said, «Honey quit you’re worryin',
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| distance is exactly like a blowing wind
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| We’re puttin' out the embers and the tiny flames
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| and keeping the big ones burnin'»
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| So I am standing in the sand where we said
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| «It's the best day of my life"and meant all of it
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| Keep me in your soft sides,
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| when all of the rest have moved on
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| And I’ll keep you in my soft sides,
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| when all of the crowd has gone home
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| Keep me in your soft sides,
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| when all of the rest have moved on
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| And I’ll keep you in my soft sides,
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| when all of the crowd has gone home |