(Patrick Simmons / Charlie Midnight)
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As the wind blows down the canyon
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And the rain falls on the river
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I can hear her song of wishes
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I can feel her body shiver
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Her boots are made of feathers
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Flying as she runs
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Across this painted desert
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With a suitcase full of guns
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Wild, wild ride
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And the world goes round and round
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Wild, wild ride
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You go crazy from the sound
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Near the old abandoned drive in
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There's a brand new Motel 6
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It's hard to make a livin'
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But you work to get your kicks
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You don't know how you got here
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But it comes as no surprise
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When the rust gets in your engine
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And the dust gets in your eyes
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Wild, wild ride
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And the world goes round and round
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Wild, wild ride
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You go crazy from the sound
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From Mobile to Milwaukee
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Seattle St. Joe
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From Memphis to Miami
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To the streets of Tokyo
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Take a trip among the livin'
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Make a circle in the sky
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It's a good day for believin'
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That we're never gonna die
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Wild Ride
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| The Doobie Brothers |
