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With a little ***, half tank of gasoline. Humming down the highway, humming amazing
grace. And he swear's this will be the last time. " She"ll be on his mind " Maybe I dive
to deep, knee deep. Now I'm staring at the wall wondering why. Was I so bad you left
me behind. " Like I'm *** " Baby in her bluejeans, sitting on the porch swing. Collecting
all those thought's that cross her mind, And she cry's to sleep and swear it will be the
last time. " I'll be on her mind ". We're like gasoline, fire in the poring rain. Though
we never say what we both need to say." We're addicted to ***" Baby your my ***,
baby I'm your ***. Don't fall asleep, just let me stay awhile. Don't let me fall
through the crack's in your mind. Because I'm your ***. You"ll always be the other
side of me. Your my ***. And your ***, half tank of gasoline. Baby in her bluejeans,
humming to the highway, and she swear's this will be the last time. " I"ll be on her mind"