Desperado
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Desperado
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Why don't you come to your senses?
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You've been out riding fences, for so long now
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Oh you're a hard one
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But I know that you got your reasons
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These things that are pleasing you
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Can hurt you somehow
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Don't you draw the queen of diamonds, boy
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She'll beat you if she's able
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You know the queen of hearts is always, your best bet
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And it seems to me some fine things
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Have been laid upon your table
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But you only want the ones
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That you can't get
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Desperado
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Oh, you ain't getting no younger
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And your pain and your hunger
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They're driving you home
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And Freedom, oh and Freedom
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Well, that's just some people talking
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Your prison is walking through this world all alone
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Don't your feet get cold in the winter time?
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The sky won't snow, and the sun won't shine
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It's hard to tell the night time, from the day
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And you're losing all your highs and lows
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Ain't it funny how the feeling goes
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Away
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Desperado
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Why don't you come to your senses
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Come down from your fences
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And open the gate?
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It may be raining
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But there's a rainbow above you
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You better let somebody love you
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(Let somebody love you)
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You better let somebody love you
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Before it's too late.
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Desperado
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Glenn Frey |