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Concrete Blonde

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I got a bag all packed got a ticket for the train
Mexico to new orleans and back again
I gotta bottle of tequila, baby
Who needs friends?
I gotta bottle of tequila, baby
Who needs friends?
I gotta 100 miles of desert
Got a head of fresh air
And i know 100 games of solitaire
I got nothing to lose and i got nothing to do
I can go anywhere with anyone i choose
I got a dog named lucky and $100 in my shoe
Here i am on my way from here to there
And i know 100 games of solitaire
Well, i don't know where i'll end up tonight
Any place with a bar and a bathtub's all right
I got a burnin yearnin for some new sounds and smells and sights
And if i never see your face again, well, i don't care,
And i know 100 games of solitaire

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