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Those small towns out in West Texas
They never did shit for me
All these lost souls out in Memphis
Need more soul delivery
All you snot-nosed-whiney bastards
out in Santa Barbara stare
Take another shot of tequila
On their way to O'Hare
What did you say?
What made you think that you'd get away?
I think that I lost you long before that
Somewhere stranded at a county fair
Looking for some talent playing on the side stage
I could have told you that it was never there
What would you say?
What made you think that you'd get away?
What would you say?
What made you think that you'd get away?
Because I got away?
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