I feel the blood kickin' like syrup
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Mud slide in my vein
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Another tired race horse
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Without a steerer man it may
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Give me one last hangover
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Before it's closing time
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Don't look for any tea no more
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Just put a bucket of your best wine
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Later whip up cold another back
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Of the young buck who needs tamin'
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If you think I'm lyin' again
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I split my faith to tell the truth
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At the wrong moment
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I used to be wanted by women
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Used to be loved and forgiven
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Used to be wanted by women
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Used to be wanted
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But not by you
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Wanted by women
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Used to be loved and forgiven
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Used to be wanted by women
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Used to be haunted all day by you
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There's a path I discovered
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After cuttin' all the rains
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We had so many memories that could say to everyone
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To watch the sun go down again
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Chewin' on a four-leaf clover
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That my last lucky time
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After all it's just make believe
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Ride and hide against the nick of time
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So you can sing me one last lullaby
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Make me believe that I am dreamin'
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I hang my head and I regret
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That I'll never get to see the sparkle in your eyes again
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I used to be wanted by women
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Used to be loved and forgiven
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Used to be wanted by women
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Used to be wanted
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But not by you
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Wanted by women
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Used to be loved and forgiven
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Used to be wanted by women
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Used to be haunted all day by you
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Wanted By Women
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| Golden Earring |
