The screen door slams, Mary's dress waves
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Like a vision she dances across the porch as the radio plays
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Roy Orbison's singing for the lonely
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Hey, that's me and I want you only
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Don't turn me home again, I just can't face myself alone
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Don't run back inside, darling, you know just what I'm here for
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So you're scared and you're thinking that maybe we ain't that young anymore
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Show a little faith, there's magic in the night
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You ain't a beauty, but hey, you're alright
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And that's alright with me
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You can hide 'neath your covers and study your pain
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Make crosses from your lover, throw roses in the rain
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Waste your summer praying in vain
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For a savior to rise from these streets
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Yeah, well, I'm no hero, that's understood
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All the redemption I can offer, girl, is beneath this dirty hood
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With a chance to make it good somehow
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What else can we do now?
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Roll down the window and let the wind blow back your hair
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Well, the night's bustin' open, these two lanes can take us anywhere
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We got one last chance to make it real, to trade in these wings on some wheels
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Climb in back, heaven's waiting down on the track
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Oh-oh, come take my hand
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Riding out tonight to case the promised land
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Oh-oh-oh-oh, Thunder Road, oh, Thunder Road
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Lying out there like a killer in the sun
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It's late, we can make it if we run
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Oh-oh-oh-oh, Thunder Road, sit tight
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Take hold, Thunder Road
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Well, I got this guitar and I learned how to make it talk
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And my car's out back if you're ready to take that long walk
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From your front porch to my front seat
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Door's open, the ride, it ain't free
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And in the lonely cool before dawn, they'll hear our engine roaring on
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But when they'll get to the porch we'll be gone on the wind
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So Mary climb in
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It's a town full of losers, and I'm pulling out of here to win
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Thunder Road
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