| I’m fooling around
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| Ain’t no chance of taking me down
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| I’m leaving cryin' town
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| Gone like the wind, babe
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| I finally see
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| All the scars from fallin' down on my knees
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| You think helpless me, but all that I can really feel
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| Is anything but heartbreak
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| I guess all the songs
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| We sang so loud never really meant a thing
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| Not a thing
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| And I guess all along the only common thing we had is wings
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| So babe, I’m flyin' out that door
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| Ain’t your jailbird no more
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| This bird has flown
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| I guess you’ll try to replace me with a con
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| So incredible to think you stoop so low
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| Yes like a new face
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| So there’s no flying blind, no
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| No world of hurt or miracles to find
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| It’s a great escape I cannot waste no more precious time
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| Storm came and went, babe
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| I guess all the songs
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| We sang so loud never really meant a thing
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| Not a thing
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| And I guess all along the only common thing we had is wings
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| So babe, I’m flyin' out that door
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| Ain’t your jailbird no more
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| I’m fooling around
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| Ain’t no chance of taking me down
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| I’m leaving cryin' town, babe
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| Gone like the wind now |