| Well I walked out into the shadows
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| Just as the clock was striking nine
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| I was looking for a good girl but
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| Somehow I ended up with mine
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| She’s got footprints all around her window
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| She’s got scratch marks all down her beck
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| She tells me I’m the only one
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| But I don’t believe that it’s a fact
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| I wish I was some kind of hero
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| I’d shake my head and walk away
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| I’d have fifty women waiting
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| Before the breaking of the day
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| Early in the morning I see her coming
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| Walking sideways in her shoes
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| She’ll do anything she has to
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| Just to keep her man confused
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| I wish I was some kind of hero
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| I would not worry, I’d turn and go
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| You’d be looking at my picture babe
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| I’d be somewhere down the road |