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There's a little whiskey left so I take another rip It's not just the taste, I love the smell upon my lips I been high for three damn days and now the walls are closin' in Throwin' rocks at Sarah Anne's window, prayin' she lets me in 'Cause I been howlin' at the moon Screamin', "Hell yeah, bring on the sun" Ain't no doubt about it, baby, you know I was born to run I'm tryna find a girl who isn't all talk Thinkin' that the good times they never end Burned out on blacktops, a case of beer and a couple of friends Lifted a little wine from the Quick and Go Out at the end of Pike Row I'm gonna kick up a bonfire later And I don't care if it ain't that cold And don't bother tryna call me We've got nothing to talk about And if Fred shows up with my ex Well, I'm gonna knock his ass out 'Cause I been howlin' at the moon Screamin', "Hell yeah, bring on the sun" Ain't no doubt about it, baby, you know I was born to run I'm tryna find a girl who isn't all talk Thinkin' that the good times they never end Burned out on blacktops, a case of beer and a couple of friends Now the whiskey's turning, I'm fadin' As the sun creeps through the trees God forsaken, fallin' apart, got me prayin' on my knees Now I'm howlin' at the moon Screamin', "Hell yeah, bring on the sun" Ain't no doubt about it, baby, you know I was born to run I'm tryna find a girl who isn't all talk Thinkin' that the good times they never end Burned out on blacktops, a case of beer and a couple of friends I'm burned out on blacktops, a case of beer and a couple of friends
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