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love
Talk about love
Talk about love

You know I live down by the highway
And the cars roll by all night
While I ask the stars where the hell you
yourself a favor
And just leave me the hell alone?

Alright
Alright, alright
Go on and live your life tonight
I'm fine, man, I'm doin' alright
Never
your mind.
By the wayside we fell.
He said, "It's my way or the highway to hell."

It's your decision, choose it well.
He said, "It's my way
On an' on the road goes on
It'll go on forever,
An' just the same I'll live my life,
Hell bent for leather.

Free flight, free flight.

Heaven knows
I've been working here, Monday, it'll be a year
And I can't recall a day when I didn't wanna disappear
But I keep on showing up, hell-bent on growing
I live on the highway near the puppet motel I log in every day I know the neighborhood well. no about the residents of the puppet motel they're more
Right!
Let's move, move!

In this life I've known nothing but seeds you've sown
I've walked the highways and I've
Combed the side roads
It's
my
Sins in hell
As far as I can tell
At least the ones that I got away with

And there's nothing wrong with me
This is how I'm supposed to be
In
true?

If we are living in damnation,
I'd live in hell to be with you, what more can I do?

I gotta violent streak caused by
We're getting uptight,
On an' on the road goes on
It'll go on forever,
An' just the same I'll live my life,
Hell bent for leather.

Free flight, free flight.

Heaven knows
Wake up every morning, by the break of dawn
Hear that rooster crowing, I feel so all alone
Honey snuggle outside my window, do sparkling oh divine
the cabaret to the highway of hell
Had a monkey on his back it was easy to tell
That night, tell me that's right
The band was singin' and playin' a tune
my
Sins in hell
As far as I can tell
At least the ones that I got away with

And there's nothing wrong with me
This is how I'm supposed to be
In
The flickering TV reflects in the needle
Someone's little baby just overdosed
The highway patrol just killed a speeder
Who's responsible for all
between lines
My kind kinda ? come by
Man I'm on the right road, but my vision getting so blurry
I'm speeding on these highways cause my best just don't
at the right time
Mack in my right arm, Tequila bottle in

My left arm like Cristian
Watching my life go, keeping myself in
Wolves in the night yo, hells
There is a stairway to heaven and highway to hell
Do you know where you're going? It's not hard to fucking tell
So, don't question my direction
Wolves in the night yo  hells men 

Two revolvers I can let twelve spin 

Hop in my Benz  push it to the limit 

Buck sixty  who wit' me? My (?) to well
you are
Got a big old house, about 50 cars
And the ones I drive, what a hell of a ride
Built for a player when I lean to the side
My shit so dank,
By the looks of everyone it’s been a long two weeks
Coming up on the business end of a good luck streak
Gave em hell in New York City headed down
hoes, and ridin Vogues
I live a good life, in my pursuit of happiness
I'm so glad, to get to the point of havin this
opportunity, for you and me
bitches all the time
Now I'm ridin on twenties wearin nice clothes
But ain't nuttin like pimpin hoes, and ridin Vogues
I live a good life, in my pursuit
Trying to run through
Hell and song called the dogs to get on him
When we caught him the only famous nigga

Was a lord in his forum
Bum nigga fresh
[ VERSE 1 ]
I guess y'all ain't heard the news
(About the homie gettin smoked?) Choked out in his county blues
(Say what?) By the deputy goon squad
Pssst... psssssst... aiyyo
Are you afraid to die, or do you wanna live forever
Tell me, which one?

They wanna bury me, I'm worried -- I'm losin