| What a dark day for a bright girl run down
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| Just a hop, skip, and a jump from town
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| Tuesdays are tedious
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| It’s early in the week for tempting fate
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| But you were looking for a reason to celebrate
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| Look what you did, boy
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| Look what you’ve done
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| Did you get away with murder
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| On a hit and run?
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| Like an itchy trigger finger
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| On the trigger of a gun
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| And best of all
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| Ain’t nobody witnessed
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| Up at dawn on the very next day
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| Shot of courage in your coffee
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| 'Cause you like it that way
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| With a lipstick cheek
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| And a light at the end of the week
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| Ain’t nobody witnessed
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| Time puts a bandage on a memory
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| Softening the sins you’ve left behind
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| Leaving you with nothing but your peace of mind
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| Look what you did, boy
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| Look what you’ve done
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| You dodged another bullet
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| On a hit and run
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| Like an itchy trigger finger
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| On the trigger of a gun
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| And best of all
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| Ain’t nobody witnessed
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| It’s another day
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| Shot of courage in your coffee
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| 'Cause you like it that way
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| With a lipstick cheek
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| And a light at the end of the week
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| Still nobody witnessed
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| Time keeps tick-tick-tick-tick-ticking
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| Waiting on the devils and the liars and the birds of prey
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| Look what you did, boy
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| Look what you’ve done
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| As you’re knocking back the remedies
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| Those black birds waiting
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| For the scream of your dishonor
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| 'Cause after all
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| Ain’t nobody witnessed
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| If there is a hell to pay
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| You drowned every demon
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| Every bird of prey
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| But you never did believe it
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| Any of it anyway
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| And best of all
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| Ain’t nobody witnessed
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| Ain’t nobody witnessed
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| Ain’t nobody witnessed |