| Those girls weren’t thinking 'bout the weather
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| When decided what they was gonna wear tonight
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| They curl their lips yeah they huddle together
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| On a curb outside a dive called the Satellite
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| They do their best to look unimpressed
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| They suck on cigarettes like cancer doesn’t exist
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| One night only is what they suggest, if it’s alright
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| I’ve kissed death th lips
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| And I said goodbye to lie I’ve been living
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| And I’m not sur this is it
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| But, tonight I’m getting by on what the streets are giving
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| I’m the ghost of the unforgiven
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| I’ve got eyes like the back of a mirror
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| I hide in the shadows of my bad decisions
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| And she’s the only one that can make me disappear
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| Yeah, those girls weren’t thinking 'bout tomorrow
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| They say they don’t care what anyone thinks
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| They spent a lifetime getting ready to go dancing
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| So they can stand there in the corner
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| Circling their straws in their drinks
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| She’s the first light in the distance
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| After a decades in the dark
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| She’s a pair of jumper cables
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| On a heart that wouldn’t start
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| She’s a splash of Coca-Cola
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| In a glass of Maker’s Mark
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| And, I’ve kissed death the lips
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| And I say goodbye to lie I’ve been living
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| And I’m not sure this is it
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| But, tonight I’m getting by
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| On what the streets are giving
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| I’ve kissed death the lips
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| And I said goodbye to lie I’ve been living
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| And I’m not sure this is it
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| But, tonight I’m getting by on what the streets are giving
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| I’m the ghost of the unforgiven
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| I’ve got eyes like the back of a mirror
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| I hide in the shadows of my bad decisions
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| And she’s the only one that can make me disappear |