oh well, oh well
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guess you've got it all worked out so far
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you adjust your reason
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until you see the light from where you are
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but you can never win
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you can never lose
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that's the worst part
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you can only say that what you want
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is where you are
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-CHORUS-
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you're beautiful, girl
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won't you listen to me?
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well, i tried so hard to give you what you need
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and it burned like gasoline
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oh well, oh well
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it never took a lot to make this hard
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'cause you're so off-balance
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and i knew all the words to set you off
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but you can never win
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you can never lose
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that's the scorned heart
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then you throw your head back
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and you laugh at where we are
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-CHORUS x3-
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Gasoline
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| Rob Thomas |
