Well the moon is on the highway, darkness fills the sky.
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As long as I keep driving, I know that I won't die.
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And I'm gone, gone, gone.
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Gone Ridin'.
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Well I broke up with my baby, told myself I won't cry.
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Broke up with my baby, told myself a lie.
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And I'm gone, gone, gone.
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Gone Ridin'.
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Get gone Cal.
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Well the moon is on the highway, darkness fills the sky.
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As long as I keep driving, I know that I won't die.
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And I'm gone, gone, gone.
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Gone Ridin'.
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Gone Ridin'.
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Gone Ridin'
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| Chris Isaak |
