baby baby,
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are you home tonight?
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i'm watching from my window
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with my super steve-austin sight.
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baby baby,
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are you home tonight?
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nothin' special,
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kinda in-between.
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too much luggage to be riding
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on my eros-plane.
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nothin' special,
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but it beats the hand.
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no such luck.
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search for solution.
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whatcha gonna do?
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what's it gonna be?
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what's it gonna take to remove me?
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and nothin's gonna hurt you now.
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hey vanilla,
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heavy tuesday man.
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too afraid to take the lid
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off your garbage can.
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hey vanilla,
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heavy tuesday man.
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silver dollar
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placed on a chinese red.
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i'm gonna wake up next to
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another horse's head.
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silver dollar.
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wishin' for a miracle
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but someone's gonna tell you
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no such luck . . .
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and if we couldn't get closer
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and it never came true.
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never with shelter,
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a hole in my shoe.
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if we couldn't get closer
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and it just never came.
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a whole lot of no-ones
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and solitary rain.
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no such luck . . .
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Solution
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| Two Ton Shoe |
