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Devils Deck
Pulled in at the station
Gauges in the red
I'm in a red neck nation
These thoughts runnin through my head
Now what the hell is goin on
I shouldnt be this far from home
I aint stickin around here
Lets go...
Hold on
Foot down
Go
15 miles down the road
My car ran out of gas
Things aint lookin too pretty
Whats this comin down the road...
Put my hand out to hitch a ride
But my intentions aint good
You just better step aside
Coz i am gonna drive!
Hold on
Foot down
Go
I was drivin for 10 hours straight
Fell asleep at the wheel
The car span like a bottle top
Theres only one hand to this deal
