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[Verse 1]
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Girl, you taught me how to hurt real bad and cry myself to sleep;
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You showed me how this town can shatter dreams.
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Another lesson 'bout a naive fool that came to Babylon
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And found out that the pie don't taste so sweet, now it's
[Chorus 1]
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Guitars, Cadillacs, hillbilly music
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And lonely, lonely streets that I call home. Yeah, my
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Guitars, Cadillacs, hillbilly music
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Is the only thing that keeps me hanging on.
[Break 1]
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[Verse 2]
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There ain't no glamour in this tinsel land of lost and wasted lives;
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And painful scars are all that's left of me.
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Ought to thank you girl for teaching me brand new ways to be cruel
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If I can find my mind, now I guess I'll just leave. And it's
[Chorus 2]
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Guitars, Cadillacs, hillbilly music
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And lonely, lonely streets that I call home. Yeah, my
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Guitars, Cadillacs, hillbilly music
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Is the only thing that keeps me hanging on.
[Break 2]
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[Chorus 2]
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It's the only thing that keeps me hanging on, o-oo - ooon
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