Yeah the roads are right tonite They are twisting My mouth is dry - like cool air inside
And maybe I worry Do things in a hurry And follow the dust Of people like new
There's people like me And there's people like you
Yeah the roads are right tonite They are turning I know that deep inside the pines An answer is lurking And maybe I worry Do things in a hurry And follow the dust Of people like new There's people like me And there's people like new
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