Scan the horizon for the sun-bleached bones of a man
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He had a wild life to live but not enough gold to give
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Just one touch from the tips of your toes
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Turns this sand into gold
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Just one touch from the tips of your toes
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Turns this sand into gold
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I lost too many bets on the strip
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I got a price so big on my head
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That I just up and quit
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No they don't seem to take too kindly
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To swindlers in this town
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Tore me out of bed
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Dragged me down the stairs
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Threw me into the desert with no one around
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Just one touch from the tips of your toes
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Turns this sand into gold
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Just one touch from the tips of your toes
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Turns this sand into gold
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Before I die I could live like a king
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With my cow skull headdress and mirage diamond rings
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Until the vultures come to pick our bones clean
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You'll be my queen
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You'll be my queen
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Until the vultures come to pick our bones clean
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You'll be my queen
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You'll be my queen
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Just one touch from the tips of your toes
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Turns this sand into gold
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Just one touch from the tips of your toes
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Turns this sand into gold
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Before I die I could live like a king
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With my coyote-skin cape and my mirage diamond rings
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Scan the horizon for the sun-bleached bones of a man
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He had a wild life to live but not enough gold to give
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King Midas' Desert
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2*sweet |