This old house is burning down tonight
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I'm gonna watch it burn
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I'm gonna stand out in the road
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This old house is burning down tonight
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Front porch, back door, well-worn wooden floor
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All agree that since you're gone
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The TV, sofa bed, brand new stereo
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Just can't seem to get along
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They'll all be ashes by the dawn
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Your Beatles, my Stones, your My Aim Is True
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Staying up late every night
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With your cigarettes, Jim Beam, gallon of gasoline
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Did someone say they need a light
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You'll see my love for you burns bright
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So send your sheriff to arrest me
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He'll have to cross the county line
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I'll get the devil to defend me
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I was only burnin' what was mine
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Black shirt, black boots, favorite pair of blue jeans
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I saved my coat, I saved my hat
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But your white dress, gold band, silver frame and photograph
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Stayed behind the welcome mat
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I never really liked your cat
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This old house is burning down tonight
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All Halloween orange and chimney red
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This old house is burning down tonight
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You're gonna say My God! when you see it on the news
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And by the time the ceiling hits the ground
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I'll smoke my tires and leave this town
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This Old House Is Burning Down Tonight
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The Clarks |