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Dead Heat
Lyrics by: Rob Miley - Music By: Plier - 1998
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| Verse 1 |
It's a dead heat again,
Place, Show, or win,
The suns going down, gathers the crowd now,
So, who's it going to be?,
They enter the dirt,
Some bruised and hurt,
Never want to lose, So it's time to choose,
So, who's it going to be? |
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| Chorus 1,2,3 |
With my head up in the clouds,
And my feet stuck on the ground,
No, I'm seldom ever wrong,
But, I guess that life goes on.
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| Verse 2 |
Stumblin' to the gate,
Tired of the wait,
No daily double, Just signs of trouble,
So who's next to beat?,
Tickets held tight,
I'm saying, "I'm right",
The doors fling open, we're all just hoping,
So, who's next to beat?
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| Verse 3 |
It's all over,
I'm glad I'm not sober,
You lost twenty, so did I,
So, who's next to drive?
Reflections of the day,
Normann Hamm didn't pay,
Guessed we had fun, wish we had won,
So, who's next to drive? |
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