So he's gone and left you all alone?
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You think the better of your years
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Were spent with him.
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The little girl who used to dance
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On fire and brimstone
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Is all but dead.
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Where's the girl I knew that held
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A lighter up to the radio,
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She'd do anything she wants
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Because she can?
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We were seventeen and wild
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And we were jumpin' on the Devil's bed...
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I didn't raise you like that.
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I taught you lessons about freedom
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Strapped to the bucket of a 455.
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I lit your hair on fire
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Racing ten mile flats
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Where American heavy metal thrives.
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Oh we were waitin' and wishin'
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On pink slips and kisses at the end of the line.
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When you rat-a-tat tatted on the glass
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And you screamed on high,
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I'm alive.
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You can say that cat is long gone
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I bet you look real hard
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You can find that girl within
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She's probably waitin' in the wings
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For you to come along.
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To let her out again
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You need a quarter mile, a bunch of horses,
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And some gasoline.
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I taught you lessons about freedom
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Strapped to the bucket of a 455.
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I lit your hair on fire
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Racing ten mile flats
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Where American heavy metal thrives.
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Oh we were waitin' and wishin'
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On pink slips and kisses at the end of the line.
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When you rat-a-tat tatted on the glass
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And you screamed,
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I'm alive.
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I'm alive
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You wanna meet a girl I used to know,
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Let's take a drive.
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Let's Take A Drive
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Christian Kane |