He sticks to his guns
He take the road as it comes
It takes the shine off his shoes
He's says it's a shame
You know it may be a game
But I won't play to lose
He's burning the grass
He take up a glass
He swallow it neat
He crosses the floor
He open the door
He take a sniff of the street
And she tell him that he's crazy
She's saying: "Listen, baby,
I'm your wife"
She tells him he's crazy
For gambling with his life
But he climbs on his horse
You know he feels no remorse
He just kicks it alive
His motor is fine
He take it over the line
Until he's ready to dive
And she tell him that he's crazy
She's saying: "Listen, baby,
I'm your wife"
She's tell him he's crazy
For gambling with his life
He sticks to his guns
He take the road as it comes
It takes the shine off his shoes
He's says it's a shame
You know it may be a game
But I won't play to lose
He sticks to his guns
He take the road as it comes
It takes the shine off his shoes
He's too fast to stop
He take it over the top
He make a line in the news
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