WHAT YA GOT
QUIT MY JOB
FLIPPED OFF THE BOSS
TOOK MY NAME OFF
THE PAYROLL
SCREW YOU MAN
PICKED UP MY CELL
RANG MY BABY'S BELL
SAID I'M THREE MILES
FROM HOME
I SAID
SUGAR WON'T YOU
PUT ON THAT
SUNDRESS
I LIKE SO MUCH
WAIT OUT BY THE ROAD
I'M COMIN' TO
PICK YOU UP
THROW YOUR
SUITCASE IN THE BACK
DONE GASSED UP
THE PONTIAC
BLASTIN' OUT
THE JOHNNY CASH
HEADIN' FOR
THE HIGHWAY
BABY WE AIN'T
EVER COMIN' BACK
IT'S FOUR HUNDRED
AND SIXTY-SEVEN MILES
TO THE OUTSKIRTS OF
LAS VEGAS
WHAT DO YOU SAY
WE GO GET MARRIED
BY A PREACHER MAN
WHO LOOKS LIKE ELVIS
YEAH MAMA
BUT SUGAR
DON'T YOU WORRY
'BOUT TELLIN'
YOUR MAMA
GOODBYE
WE'LL SEND HER
A SOUVENIR POSTCARD
FROM THE WILD SIDE
THROW YOUR
SUITCASE IN THE BACK
DONE GASSED UP
THE PONTIAC
BLASTIN' OUT
THE JOHNNY CASH
HEADIN' FOR
THE HIGHWAY
BABY WE AIN'T
EVER COMIN' BACK
THROW YOUR
SUITCASE IN THE BACK
DONE GASSED UP
THE PONTIAC
BLASTIN' OUT
THE JOHNNY CASH
HEADIN' FOR
THE HIGHWAY
BABY WE AIN'T
EVER COMIN' BACK
SOOEY
I HEAR THAT
TRAIN A-COMIN'
ROLLIN' AROUND
THE BEND
THE MAN IN BLACK
GONNA ROCK
YOUR A$$ AGAIN
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WOH OOH OOH
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