| I’m a small town on Highway Two
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| And you won’t stop on your way through
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| So pack up your things and move out west
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| And I’ll be here sorting through this mess
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| Oh, oh the stories in these walls
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| I’d write a novel cuz I lived them all
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| Oh, oh the miles in these roads
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| I can’t keep moving with nowhere to go
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| And I can’t watch you go
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| You’ll leave me all alone
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| Oh, na na na na na
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| Well it’s just me, I’m stuck in the middle
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| You got your big ideas it seems
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| I’ve got holes in my blue jeans
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| California is on your mind
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| But here in Texas, love
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| I’m doing just fine
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| And I can’t watch you go
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| You’ll leave me all alone
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| Oh, na na na na na
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| Well it’s just me, I’m stuck in the middle
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| Yeah it’s just me I’m stuck in the middle
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| So watch your step and come outside
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| You will see my fire has died
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| You can leave, but if you go
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| Leave me here and go alone
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| So watch your step and come outside
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| You will see my fire has died
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| You can leave, but if you go
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| Leave me here and go alone
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| And I can’t watch you go
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| You’ll leave me all alone
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| No I can’t watch you go
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| You’ll leave me all alone
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| Oh, na na na na na
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| Well it’s just me, I’m stuck in the middle
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| Yeah it’s just me I’m stuck in the middle
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| Yeah it’s just me I’m stuck in the middle |