Well I'm tired of the pressure, so tired of the pace
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Just want to grab you baby, and get out of this race
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I got no chance of makin' it, workin' downtown
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And walkin' slow and talkin' low
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I'm tired of goin' down...and down, and down
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Yeah!
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Start the car, we gotta move
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This ain't no livin', this ain't no groove
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It's been a long, hard road
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Come on baby, drive it home
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Start the car
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Well, started out for paradise, ain't no promised land
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This ain't no kinda livin' for an honest workin' man
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There's people dyin' on the streets, they never make the news
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My love is livin' up on the hill, singin' the white boy blues
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Whoa yeah!
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Start the car, we gotta move
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This ain't no livin', this ain't no groove
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The city's rich, we're dirt poor, somewhere waitin'
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There's somethin' more
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Start the car
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Oh, yeah!
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Well, goin' out with dignity, goin' out with style
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We'll lay down that hammer baby and make our own road, across the miles
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Cause I can't take this town, one more day baby, yeah!
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Start the car, we gotta move
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This ain't no livin', this ain't no groove
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The city's rich, we're dirt poor, somewhere waitin'
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There's gotta be somethin' more
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Start the car, we gotta move
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This ain't no livin', this ain't no groove
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It's been a long, hard road
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Come on baby, drive it home
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Start the car
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Yeah! Start the car baby...yeah!
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Uh uh...Ah baby
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Start the car
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Hoo...Start the car baby
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Well, come on baby start the car
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Whoa...
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Start the Car
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Travis Tritt |