Another town, another place, another girl, another face, another truck, another race. Eatin’ junk, feelin’ bad. Another night, goin’ mad. My Woman leavin’ I’m so sad. But I just love the life I lead, another beer is what I need, Another gig, my ears bleed. We are the road crew
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