On a cab drive home from the dark side
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Hearing fat lip preach from the far side
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I was told about her, I was told about her
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As we stopped in front of the red light
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The rain washed our chariots that night
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I was told about her, I was told about her
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She is pure, our eyes connect through the rear view
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But you want more than she’s giving you
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As you’re telling me your lies
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And you’re telling me your truths, well
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She don’t have no choice
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She don’t have no choice in the matter
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Oh just sailing down the river
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She don’t have no voice
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She only has a silence to shatter
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She’s just sailing down the river to the grave
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Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh, oh
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Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh, oh
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Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh, oh
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Sailing down the river
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As they picked her up, Mississippi mud
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On your hands and hair, you were covered up
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I was told about you, I’ve been worried about you
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On a missing high, she changed her light
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But it’s not your war to justify
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I was told about you, I was warned about you
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She is pure, our eyes connect through the rear view
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But you want more than she’s giving you
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As you’re telling me your lies
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And you’re telling me your truths, well
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She don’t have no choice
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She don’t have no choice in the matter
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Oh just sailing down the river
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She don’t have no voice
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She only has a silence to shatter
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She’s just sailing down the river to the grave
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Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh, oh
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Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh, oh
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Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh, oh
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Sailing down the river to the grave
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Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh, oh
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Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh, oh
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Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh, oh
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Sailing down the river
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She don’t have no choice
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She don’t have no choice in the matter
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Oh just sailing down the river
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She don’t have no voice
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She only has a silence to shatter
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She’s just sailing down the river to the grave, ooh
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Ooh, yeah
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Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh, oh
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Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh, oh
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Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh, oh
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Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh, oh, yeah
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Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh, oh
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Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh, oh
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Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh, oh
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Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh, oh |