No one twisting his arm Okay, 1,2,3 now Well, I should have spent tonight out finding some good ledge Its time to look at long shots, the cheap end of the wedge You used to hear our fights half a block away Im wondering now which ones I could have lost to make her stay Well, I call a friend of mine and say I havent heard a thing The world has made you tired, wound down the driving spring He says youre still a child and I hope you never change But I cant jump at every chance thats moving out of range Second hand slow now I dont know how Hours got right of way On the verge of a perfect day The slate I got clean wont stay clean long And the love I got over wont stay gone But the pain of the slip through fingers lingers on Well, run the blacktop circuit, find the ethnic buys Who is going to love this place when the trade route dies Gassed to make the coast homes, roll the windows tight Young men its not your concern where money spends the night I... New top guns I say glad to shake your hand Lots dont get so lucky and luck is what will stand Find youve got no grip on anything that lasts And all you party boys had best get serious and fast Hearts at each side go High now then low What will make the race? Maybe leaving without a trace The slate I got clean wont stay clean long And the love I got over wont stay gone But the pain of the slip through fingers lingers on The slate I got clean wont stay clean long And the love I got over wont stay gone But the pain of the slip through fingers lingers on
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