| No time for coffee, mama
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| Send me on my way
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| You really were a charmer
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| I would’ve liked to stay
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| I’m getting used to it now
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| I’m pretty used to it now
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| I’m getting used to it now
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| The feeling I’m pretty used
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| Let me buy you a round, man
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| So I can feel like a friend
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| You know it’s been too long, man
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| What’s goin on with your band?
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| We’re getting used to it now
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| We’re pretty used to it now
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| We’re getting used to it now
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| The feeling we’re pretty used
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| And all the traveling harbors
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| On a traveling face
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| And I’m a lot like my father was
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| I’m always some other place
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| And everything that I call on
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| Doesn’t seem to obey
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| And everyone I can fall on
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| Well they don’t see it that way
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| And when I make my fortune
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| Lord, I’m gonna spend it in style
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| I’m gonna make em turn their heads
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| And when I make my amends
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| Lord, she will be first in line
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| I ain’t forgotten how she bled
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| Should be any moment now
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| I think I see her coming around
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| Lord, I let so many down
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| Lord, I turned so many loose
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| No time for coffee, mama
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| Send me on my way
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| You really were a charmer
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| I would have liked to stay |