This Town
A bottle of a whiskey for the danger
A pack of smokes and a smile
A bright young star and part time lover
To all the boys at the "Nickel & Dial"
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On the outskirts of all this pity
Barflies gamble for their time
Close your window as you drive by
You don’t want the sin to get in your eyes
In this town you're hardly brought up
Rather kicked and messed around
I kept straight and got a good job
But his lips’ too fine for these old hounds
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Keep on driving ...
Now he's crying on my shoulder
while Tom Petty breaks my heart
Just merely kids, after the border
when the law tore us apart
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