Dearest darlin' I had to write to say that I won't be home anymore
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'cause something happened to me while I was drivin' home
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And I'm not the same anymore
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Oh, I was only twenty four hours from Tulsa
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Ah, only one day away from your arms
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I saw the welcoming light and stopped to rest for the night
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And that is when I saw him as I pulled in outside of the small motel he was there
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And so I walked up to him, asked where I could get something to eat
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And he showed me where.
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Oh, I was only twenty four hours from Tulsa
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Ah, only one day away from your arms
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He took me to the cafAⓒ, and he asked if I would stay, I said "OK"
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Oh, I was only twenty four hours from Tulsa
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Ah, only one day away from your arms
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The jukebox started to play and night time turned into day as we were dancin'
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Closely, all of a sudden I lost control as he held me tight
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And he kissed me, carressed me, told me he die
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Before he would let me out of his arms arms
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Oh, I was only twenty four hours from Tulsa
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Ah, only one day away from your arms
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I hate to do this to you but I love somebody new, what can I do?
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And I can never, never, never---go home again.
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Twenty-Four Hours From Tulsa
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| Dusty Springfield |
