| She don’t get up until the sun goes down
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| She don’t come down until the sun comes up
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| She drinks her coffee from a broken cup
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| In Jackie-O sunglasses
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| She didn’t get to bed until ten a. |
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| When the whiskey ran out she had enough of her friends
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| Fussin' and fightin' she reminded them she hadn’t slept for a hundred hours,
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| yeah
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| Sad eyed lady of the lowlife
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| Come on, burn awhile with me, yeah
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| Put the high life on the bonfire baby
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| Let’s go steal some gasoline
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| Just pour the gasoline
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| She got hot in the heat on a cemetr’y walk
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| When a preacher, he tried to kiss her
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| Well she knew the light would burn bright again
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| She seen the angels in the disco
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| Ain’t nobody gonna tell her when the fights are gonna start and the bells gonna
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| ring
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| She’ll be swinging when the whole world ends
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| Looking for another tomorrow, yeah
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| Sad eyed lady of the lowlife
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| Come on, come on burn awhile with me, yeah
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| Put the high life on the bonfire baby
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| Lets go steal some gasoline
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| We’ll build a fire an’light a match and watch the whole thing burn
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| We’ll sweep out the ashes as this old world turns
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| In the mornin we’ll be done nothin left
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| But in the mean just pour the gasoline
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| Just pour the gasoline
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| Just pour the gasoline
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| Sad eyed lady of the lowlife
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| Come on burn awhile with me, yeah
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| Let’s put the high life on the bonfire baby
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| Let’s go steal some gasoline
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| Well build a fire light a match and watch the whole thing burn
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| Sad eyed lady of the lowlife
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| Come on, come on burn awhile with me, yeah
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| Put the high life on the bonfire baby
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| Lets go steal some gasoline
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| Just pour the gasoline |