| And there is nothing
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| I want to
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| There is nothing
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| I want to give
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| There is nothing
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| Come my way
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| Let me introduce you
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| To the featherweight queen
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| She's got Hollywood eyes
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| But you can't shoot what she's seen
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| Her momma was a dancer
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| And that's all that she knew
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| Cause when you live in the desert
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| It's what pretty girls do
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| I'm throwing caution
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| What's it gonna be?
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| Tonight the winds of change are blowing wild and free
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| If I don't get out
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| Out of this town
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| I just might be the one who finally burns it down
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| I'm throwing caution
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| I'm throwing caution
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| Never had a diamond
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| On the soles of her shoes
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| Just blacktop white trash
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| Straight out of the news
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| Doesn't like birthdays
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| They remind her of why
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| She can go straight from zero
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| To the Fourth of July
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| I'm throwing caution
|
| What's it gonna be?
|
| Tonight the winds of change are coming over me
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| If I don't get out
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| Out of this town
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| I just might be the one who finally burns it down
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| I'm throwing caution
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| I'm throwing caution
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| I'm throwing caution
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| I'm throwing caution
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| Cause it's some kind of sin
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| To live your whole life
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| On a might've been
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| I'm ready now |