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babe I miss you more than I can say.... four feet on the floor I can't break away ... I
got my left hand flapping where my right hand man should be... I'm sinking idiot chasers
til I'm bended on a perilous knee now baby don't you take me for one of your
good year guys, I got 600 solid days of pain raining out of
my eyes... babe don't give me no reason
just be who you are, don't flip don't slip don't trip into the
footsteps of a fallen star...
keep your eyes wide open and your ears nailed to the ground
I'll be the first to let you know when your stagecoach
is about to blow this town
don't you take me for one
of your good year guys I got 600 solid days of pain
raining out of my eyes....