(McNabb)
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You might step up here, have you no soles on your shoes
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You wear that lost look girl
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Your winter coat is soaked right through
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I'm smokin' Luckies, tell me what they do for you
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'Cos I'm a frame of reference
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As to what can happen when you lose
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You get somewhere to find that it's behind you
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Leave your dreams where they are
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They last a while that way
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Save wasted time
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Spend it
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When you've nothing else to do
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You've gotta get high to understand the blues
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Hank Williams never came this way
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You still can hear him sing
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On the eight-track in the driver's cab
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My tire-chain and my wedding ring
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So come here little girl
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Your body's soft and warm
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She is a good wife
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She's forgotten just how to treat her man
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Chorus
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Truck Driver's Lament
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| The Icicle Works |
