La woman sunday afternoon drive through you suburbs
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into your blues. into your blues.
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into your blue, blue, blue, into your blues Oh yeah
Now the guitar plays this part under these words.
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I See your hair is burning
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Hills are filled with fire.
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If they say I never loved you
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You know they are a liar.
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Drivin down your freeway
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Midnight alleys roam.
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Cops in cars the topless bars, never saw a woman
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So alone, so alone
Back to guitar echoing the voice.
Motel money murder madness
Lets change the mood from glad to sadness.