| I been warped by the rain, driven by the snow
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| I’m drunk and dirty, don’t you know?
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| And I’m still, oh I’m still
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| Out on the road late at night
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| I see my pretty Alice in every headlight
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| Alice, Dallas Alice
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| I been from Tucson to Tucumcari, Tehachapi to Tonapah
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| Driven every kind of rig that’s ever been made
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| And I’ve driven the backroads so I won’t get weighed
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| And if you give me weed whites and wine
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| And then you show me a sign, I’ll be willin' to be movin'
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| Now I smuggled some smokes and folks from Mexico
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| Baked by the sun almost every time I go to Mexico and I’m willin'
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| And I’ve been kicked by the wind, robbed by the sleet
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| Had my head stoved in but I’m still on my feet
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| And I’m willin', oh I’m willin'
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| I been from Tucson to Tucumcari, Tehachapi to Tonapah
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| Driven every kind of rig that’s ever been made
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| Driven the backroads so I won’t get weighed
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| And if you give me weed whites and wine
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| And then you show me a sign, I’ll be willin' to be movin' |