She's got you on the run now,
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Who's the smoke and gun boy?
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Look at what you've done, stop staring at the sun.
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She's got you on the run now,
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Who's the smoke and gun boy?
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Look at what you've done, stop staring at the sun.
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The sun, stop staring at the sun.
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The sun, the sun, stop staring at the, staring at the sun.
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Oh, you better keep your head down low, woah
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You got me staring at you,
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I wanna do what you do.
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I wanna go where you go.
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I wanna fly where you flew.
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I wanna know what you know,
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I wanna know your name.
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You're the fortune, you're the fame,
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You're the fire, you're the flame.
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I got fish in a barrel, you got a shotgun.
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Been so cool, I want the hot sun.
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To beat down on me, the heat's all on me.
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I hear "woo, woo", but oh, I can't run.
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The reason I want that fancy car,
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The only reason that I'm at the bar,
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The reason I hear the song that I hate
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And all of a sudden, I'm dancing hard.
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She's got you on the run now,
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Who's the smoke and gun boy?
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Look at what you've done, stop staring at the sun.
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She's got you on the run now,
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Who's the smoke and gun boy?
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Look at what you've done, stop staring at the sun.
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The sun, stop staring at the sun.
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The sun, the sun, stop staring at the, staring at the sun.
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Oh, you better keep your head down low, woah
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You're everything that I want, you're everything that I see
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I like the way that you shine, I want you shinin' with me
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But everytime I get close, you keep on burning my wings
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But it doesn't mean a thing, you're my pleasure, you're my pain
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And I keep on lookin' even though it burns
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And my whole world revolves around her
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She goes off like a revolver
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And she got me wrapped around her trigger finger
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Shot to the heart, and its her to blame
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Those shots at the bar, you forget the name
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Forget the fire, forget the flames
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But I keep on saying one thing
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You want the house on the hills, you ain't got time for the bills
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You got the girl of your dreams, you think she's finer than real, so no
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She's too hot, could you see her in your future?
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She's got a man and your a damn common future
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You're dumb mind, aint see it like you used to
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Life is what you choose but I guess it's what you're used to
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Oh, you better keep your head down low, woah
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She's got you on the run now,
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Who's the smoke and gun boy?
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Look at what you've done, stop staring at the sun.
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She's got you on the run now,
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Who's the smoke and gun boy?
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Look at what you've done, stop staring at the sun.
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The sun, stop staring at the sun.
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The sun, the sun, stop staring at the, staring at the sun.
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Oh, you better keep your head down low, woah
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Staring At The Sun
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| Down With Webster |
