She's stepping on the gas
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Going too fast
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Driving with her knee
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Truckers screaming "Baby pick a lane.
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You're gonna hurt somebody."
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Got the mirror sideways
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Puttin on her face
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No more crying
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All she's thinking about is sweet revenge
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She's gonna hurt somebody
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Some fool went and broke her heart
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Bad move
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I feel sorry for the guy
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That winds up in her arms
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He's gonna wake up wondering
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What train just ran over his heart
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With that little black dress
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Those lava red lips
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And one thing on her mind
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She's gonna hurt somebody
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She walks into the bar
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Even in the dark
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You can see it in her eyes
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Everybody whispers give her room
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As she heads up to the band
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Napkin in her hand
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Makin her request
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Hey buddy don't you play that song
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She's gonna hurt somebody
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Some fool just asked her to dance
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Bad move
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I feel sorry for the guy
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That winds up in her arms
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He's gonna wake up wondering
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What train just ran over his heart
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With that little black dress
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Those wild red lips
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And one thing on her mind
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She's gonna hurt somebody
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She's gonna hurt somebody
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Yea, I feel sorry for the guy
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That winds up in her arms
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He's gonna wake up wondering
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What train just ran over his heart
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With that little black dress
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Those wild red lips
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And one thing on her minds
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She's gonna hurt somebody
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She's gonna hurt somebody
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She's Gonna Hurt Somebody
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Chuck Wicks |