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Girl you taught me how to hurt real bad and cry myself to sleep
You showed me how this town can shatter dreams
Another lesson about a naive fool that came to Babylon
And found out that the pie don't taste so sweet
Now it's guitars, Cadillacs 'n' hillbilly music
And the lonely, lonely streets that I call home
Yeah my guitars, Cadillacs 'n' hillbilly music
Is the only thing that keeps me hanging on
Solo Gitarre, Geige
There ain't no glamour in this tinseled land of lost and wasted lives
And painful scars are all that's left of me
But thank you girl for teaching me brand new ways to be cruel
And if I can find my mind now, I guess I'll just leave
Now it's guitars, Cadillacs 'n' hillbilly music ...
Solo Gitarre, Geige
Now it's guitars, Cadillacs 'n' hillbilly music ...
It's the only thing that keeps me hanging on
It's the only thing that keeps me hanging on
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