| The game must be loaded, cause I never win
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| These things never did treat me good
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| But keep the fire warm, dear and I’ll see you again
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| Lord knows that someday I should
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| It’s a strange old feeling, these passing lane blues
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| But it’s nothing I ain’t never felt before
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| You nailed down my conscience and you forced me to choose
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| And my soul I let slip through your door
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| And I’ll be doing just fine, oh fine
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| No matter how hard I don’t try
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| And if it’s raining on the fourth of July
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| I believe I’ll be gettin' by
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| The cheaper the ride, the cheaper the thrill
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| You can’t trust the shadow through the curtain
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| But if I took you for granted, would you send me the bill?
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| There’s one thing that I know for certain.
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| All I’ve got is this time on my hands
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| And time, oh time it’s a breakin'
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| Just one lost memory and the price you demand
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| Yes I loved you but I could have been mistaken
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| And I’ll be doing just fine, oh fine
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| No matter how hard I don’t try
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| And if it’s raining on the fourth of July
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| I believe I’ll be gettin' by
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| Time makes you older (or that’s what they say)
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| I come to find out it ain’t so
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| Time makes you colder and farther away
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| And farther and farther you go… |