Burma Shave

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Licorice tattoo, turned a gun 
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metal blue
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Scrawled across the shoulders of 
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a dying town
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The one eyed jacks, across the 
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railroad tracks
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And the scar on its belly pulled
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 a stranger passing through
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He was a juvenile delinquent, 
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never learned how to behave
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But the cops would never think to 
look
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In Burma Shave


[Verse 2]
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And the road was like a ribbon, 
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and the moon was like a bone
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He didn't seem to be like any 
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guy she'd ever known
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He kinda looked like Farley 
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Grainger, with his hair slicked back
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She says i'm a sucker for a fella 
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in a cowboy hat
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How far are you going
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He said depends on what you mean
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He says i'm only stop in ' here to 
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get some gasoline
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I guess  i'm going thataway just 
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as long as it's paved
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And I guess you'd say i'm on my way
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To burma shave


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[Verse 3]
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And  with her knees up on the glove
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 compartment, she took out her 
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barrettes
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And her hair spilled out like root 
beer
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And she popped her gum and arched 
her back
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Hell Marysville ain't nothing , 
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but a wide spot in the road
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Some nights my heart pounds just 
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like thunder i don't know why it 
don't explode
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Cause everyone in this stinking 
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town, has got one foot in the grave
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And i'd rather take my chances
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Out in burma shave


[Verse 4]
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Presley's what i go by, why 
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don't you change the station
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Count the grain elevators in the 
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rearview mirror
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Mister anywhere you point this 
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thing, has got to beat the hell out
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 of the sting
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Of going to bed with every dream
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 that dies here every mornin,
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And so drill me a hole
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With a barber pole
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I'm jumping my parole just like a 
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fugitive tonight
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Why don't you have another swig, 
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and pass that car if you're so brave
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I wanna get there before the sun 
comes up in
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Burma Shave


[Verse 5]

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And the spider web crack and the
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 mustang screamed
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Smoke from the tires and the 
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twisted machine
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Just a nickel's worth of dreams 
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and every wishbone that they saved
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Lie swindled from them on the way to
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Burma Shave


[Verse 6]

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And the sun hit the derrick and 
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cast a bat wing shadow
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Up against the car door on the 
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shotgun side
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And when they pulled her from the 
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wreck you know she
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Still had on her shades
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They say that dreams are growing 
wild just this side of
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Burma Shave