Started talking
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To a couple of wedded strangers
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Sitting down on motorcycles
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Who passed on the highway
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Stepped into
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The service station
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Took a piss, got water
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Bought fuel to ride
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Blood is flowing
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And mountains are blurring
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There is something stirring
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Way down inside
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Barely know
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My homebase home
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Seems I'm rarely there
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For any share of time
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The neighborhood's the same
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They all remember my name
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Holding no reservations
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The newness is wearing in
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Checked my eyes to see if they had spokes
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See if they are moving
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See if they had spokes
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See if there is somewhere else to ride
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Barely know
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My airbase home
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Seems I'm rarely there
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For any share of time
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Spokes
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| Calexico |
