| Deep in the bayou en route to LA
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| The merchandise is changing sides
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| People are hiding and waiting all day
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| 'Til midnight comes around
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| That’s when it’s coming down
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| And the dreams of a boy
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| And his shortcut to easy street will die
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| Back in the city, she’s biting her nails
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| Taking it hard — he’s doing it for her
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| She didn’t ask and all he would say
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| It’s what he had to do
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| To make her dreams come true
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| But a whisper went 'round on the dark side of town
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| And anything that could go wrong
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| Is going wrong right now
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| Midnight when it all comes down
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| Only the brave and the fools are around
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| Midnight when it all comes down
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| Poor little fool, his bravery won’t help him now
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| Touchdown on the water and into the trees
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| He’s come so far and this is the easy part
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| Just gotta follow the flashlight he sees
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| And that’s where he gets paid
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| His fortune will be made
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| But a house in the country
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| And an acre of green
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| Will always be a dream
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| They never even knew his name
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| Midnight when it all comes down
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| Only the brave and the fools are around
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| Midnight when it all comes down
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| Poor little fool, his bravery won’t help him now |