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Sitting in a mustang she does a line of cocaine

Not thinking about the future, just thinking about the past

The letter says invited and we would be delighted to throw back a few with you

Tonight it’s on Baby’s gone

Well she’s been spending all her time just thinking about the love she lost

many years ago

But she aught to know that she can pass the next eight bars

and find nothing but booze and pain and heartache on the way

Got a broken car with a busted wheel, got a bloody hand that won’t heal

That’s my best excuse

Well I didn’t say I’m past that point of caring about you anymore

But something’s got to give

If you’re going to live up to the good times that you promised me I know that I’m not going to be around for very long

I get tired of sitting on this barstool thinking about you

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