| I’m gonna drive on out to the river tonight
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| Find a quiet spot, turn on my parking lights
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| I’m gonna drink some beers, try to catch a buzz
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| Turn my radio up and forget about us
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| I’m gonna lay me down on the hood of this car
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| Make another wish upon a falling star
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| I’m gonna think again about the way it was
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| I’m gonna close my eyes and forget about us I know it won’t be easy but I’ve got a plan
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| To just let my memory let go of your hand
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| I’m gonna miss your touch
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| And when the morning sun burns across my face
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| I’ll put my shirt back on, get up and walk away
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| I’m gonna climb my frame onto a Greyhound bus
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| Take a little blue pill and forget about us I know it won’t be easy but I’ve got a plan
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| To just let my memory let go of your hand
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| I’m gonna miss your touch
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| But I know I must forget about us
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| (Spoken):
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| By the time I get to Phoenix, I won’t know your name
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| Those soft green eyes, your warm skin
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| And the way you say «Good morning»
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| I’ll be alright |