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Fwalked a Cmile to the Gtruckstop, Fthis is CanythGing but bCad luck. Fit may be Chot out here but Gi can't see a cloud for miles.F G C
Fcus im just Cmade of sGtarch and carbohydrates Fand i sCwear these Gbones won't bCreak. Fstarch and cCarbohydrates,sGweat and cigarettes. Fim comin hCome tomorrow, Gi'll try andC look my best.
and i guess you should come with me. our city's street is path to the sea. i believe in love but i think marriage is a sham and i could stand with you forever on this cold and sexy sand. i could lay out under stars that we can see. there's nothin but road for this southern boy to see. you're there, right there, that's what matters. stand here, right here for a thousand hours.