| Turn left at the old hotel
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| I know this boulevard much too well it hasn’t changed since I been gone
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| Oh this used to be my way home
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| They paved the road thru the neighborhood
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| I guess the county finally fixed good it was gettin’rough
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| Someone finally complained enough
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| Fight the tears back with a smile
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| Stop and look for a little while oh it’s plain to see
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| The only thing missing is me That’s my house and that’s my car
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| That’s my dog in my back yard
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| There’s the window to the room
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| Where she lays her pretty head
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| I planted that tree out by the fence
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| Not long after we moved in That’s my kids and that’s my wife
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| Who’s that man, runnin’my life
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| If I pulled in would it cause a scene
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| There not really expectin me those kid’s have been thru hell
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| I hear they’ve adjusted well
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| Turn around in the neigbors drive
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| I’d be hard to recognise in this pick-up truck
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| It’s just an old fixer up Drive away one more time
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| Lot of things runnin’thru my mind I guess the less things change
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| The more they never seem the same
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| That’s my house and that’s my car
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| That’s my dog in my back yard
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| There’s the window to the room
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| Where she lays her pretty head
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| I planted that tree out by the fence
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| Not long after we moved in That’s my kids and that’s my wife
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| Who’s that man, runnin’my life
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| That’s my house and that’s my car
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| That’s my dog in my back yard
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| There’s the window to the room
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| Where she lays her pretty head
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| I planted that tree out by the fence
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| Not long after we moved in That’s my kids and that’s my wife
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| Who’s that man, runnin’my life |