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Sold my soul to Rock and Roll
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Drive me home silver eagle.
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Drive me away from last night's news.
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Empty beds, crowds of people.
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Oh, come on, white girl, sing the blues.
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Warm mister, hold me like you love me.
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Why don't you make me
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feel real good for free?
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And if free don't mean for nothin',
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let's just say this one's on me, yeah!
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You know I sold my soul to rock 'n' roll.
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I bought these devil chains.
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My baby wants me home. Can't refuse him.
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Sold my soul to rock 'n' roll.
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It's time to take that train.
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The one that goes from heaven
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straight to Houston, ho.
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Whoa, I need a short vacation,
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restin' in my baby's arms.
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But the road goes on
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forever, forever, forever.
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It keeps on going,
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but I'm gone, gone, gone.
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Sold my soul to rock 'n' roll.
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Bought these devil chains.
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Whoa, baby wants me home. Can't refuse him.
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I sold my soul to rock 'n' roll.
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It's time to take that train.
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The one that goes from heaven
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straight to Houston, ho.
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Did you like it?
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Was it good?
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Don't it make you want to cry-hi-hi?
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Did you like it?
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Oh! Am I good?
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Is it worth another try-y-y?
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AAAAAAA!!!!
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Sold my soul to rock 'n' roll.
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It's time to take that train.
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The one that goes from heaven
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straight to Houston, ho.
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The one that goes from heaven
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straight to Houston, ho.
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Sold my soul to Rock and Roll
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| Bette Midler |
