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Tom Waits - Semi Suite
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Well you hate those diesels rollin And those friday nights out bowlin When hes off for a twelve hour lay over night You wish you had a dollar For every time he hollered That hes leavin And hes never comin back But the curtain-laced billow And his hands on your pillow And his trousers are hangin on the chair Youre lyin through your pain, babe But youre gonna tell him hes your man And you aint got the courage to leave He tells you that youre on his mind Youre the only one hes ever gonna find Its kind-a special, understands his complicated soul... But the only place a man can breathe And collect his thoughts is Midnight and flyin away on the road. But youve packed and unpacked So many times youve lost track And the steam heat is drippin off the walls But when you hear his engines Youre lookin through the window in the kitchen and you know Youre always gonna be there when he calls cause hes a truck drivin man Stoppin when he can Hes a truck drivin man Stoppin when he can
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