From the Album:
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* Lovesweat
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On a long and lonesome highway
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East of Omaha
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You can listen to the engine
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Moanin¡¯ out it¡¯s one note song
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You can think about the woman
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Or the girl you knew the night before
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But your thoughts will soon be wandering
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The way they always do
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When your ridin¡¯ sixteen hours
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And there¡¯s nothing there to do
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And you don¡¯t feel much like ridin¡¯
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You just wish the trip was through
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Refrain:
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Here I am, on the road again
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Here I am, on the stage
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Here I go, playin¡¯ star again
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Here I go, turn the page
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Well you walk into a restaurant
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All strung out from the road
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And feel the eyes upon ya
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As you¡¯re shakin¡¯ off the cold
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You pretend it doesn¡¯t bother you
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But you just want to explode
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Most times you can¡¯t hear ¡®em talk
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Other times you can
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It¡¯s the same old cliche¡¯s
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Is it woman, is it man
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and you always seem outnumbered
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So you don¡¯t dare make a stand
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(refrain)
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Out there in the spotlight
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You¡¯re a million miles away
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Every ounce of energy
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You try to give away
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As the sweat pours out your body
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Like the music that you play
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Later in the evening
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As you lie awake in bed
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With the echoes from the amplifiers
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Ringin¡¯ in your head
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You smoke the day¡¯s last cigarette
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Remembring what she said
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Refrain: 2x
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Etc.
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Turn the Page
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Golden Earring |