| This town wasn’t big enough for the both of us that’s all he said
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| This sound wasn’t good enough couldn’t get us up couldn’t move the crowd
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| It’s a shame what became of my name
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| Heard him whisper when you walked by
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| What you saying?
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| It’s a shame every town is the same
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| Heard him whisper from the windows
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| Who’s complaining?
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| This town was part of his plan he’d make enough and move along
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| But at night, it’s a different place in another state, singing other songs
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| It’s a shame what became of my name
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| Heard him whisper when you walked by
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| What you saying?
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| It’s a shame every town is the same
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| Heard him whisper from the windows
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| Who’s complaining
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| This town it was building up full of buildings but we were never there
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| Your words needed backing up we are bar room tough you’re a waste of air
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| She broke glass on table tops she screamed got up and left us there
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| This life it’s a funny one should I stay or run
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| Who would really care
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| Who would really care
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| It’s a shame what became of my name
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| Heard him whisper when you walked by
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| What you saying?
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| It’s a shame every town is the same
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| Heard him whisper from the windows
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| Who’s complaining
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| It’s a shame what became of my name
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| Heard him whisper when you walked by
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| What you saying?
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| It’s a shame every town is the same
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| Heard him whisper from the windows
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| Who’s complaining |