| Airplanes and speedtrains and my god she’s leavin
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| Actress and bad kiss with my heart I’m screamin'
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| Well, headaches and heartbreaks; |
| your words were misleadin'
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| With short dress and cheap sex, scratchin' and bleedin'
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| Kisses with lipstick; |
| your message receivin'
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| Knife sticks my back splits, her bedroom was heated
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| Well, God’s bearing down on a beggar’s back
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| These pills got me jumpin' so I can’t relax
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| She’s strung out in the backseat of someone’s car
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| Telling me, 'Go back,' but we’ve gone too far
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| A man stopped and asked me why I felt so good
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| I said I met that little girlie out in Hollywood
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| Blonde hair your drunk stare that girl she was leavin
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| Cocaine, you’re insane; |
| that girl she was cheatin'
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| Well, caskets, her last kiss I had it was sweet
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| You told me you loved me but you were a-leavin'
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| Well, love is a virtue but love it is fleetin'
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| That girl she was gone and my heart stopped beatin'
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| Well, God’s bearing down on a beggar’s back
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| These pills got me jumpin' so I can’t relax
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| She’s strung out in the backseat of someone’s car
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| Telling me, 'Go back,' but we’ve gone too far
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| A man stopped and asked me why I felt so good
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| I said I met that little girlie out in Hollywood
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| Well, come back Cadillac
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| Bring my baby back
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| Comeback Cadillac
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| I said, come back Cadillac
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| Bring my baby back
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| Comeback Cadillac
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| Well, God’s bearing down on a beggar’s back
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| These pills got me jumpin' so I can’t relax
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| She’s strung out in the backseat of someone’s car
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| Telling me, 'Go back,' but we’ve gone too far
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| A man stopped and asked me why I felt so good
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| I said I met that little girlie out in Hollywood |