Gonna walk right through this town
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and laugh with a crowd of strangers chasing me.
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Never stop to look behind my back,
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so tell me what they said
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because I fear my life's in danger now in this town.
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How did you get to my motel -do tell soon.
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Gonna walk right through this town again
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with a crowd of strangers watching me,
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picking every little thing apart.
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So, tell me what they said
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because I get attitude from this town -in this town.
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How did you get to this town?...Through this town?
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Gonna walk right through this town again
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knowing that I'm only here tonight.
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Never cared to stop and say hello;
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so, tell me what they said
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because I don't have time to hang around in this town.
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Maybe... maybe I should think to stay.
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Maybe I won't ever return.
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Maybe... maybe I should stop and play.
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Gonna walk right through this town again.
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But, all I know is I really should be on my way.
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Wouldn't mind one more night in town.
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This Town
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Hot Hot Heat |