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Twenties in my pocket
We're gonna have a time
Gonna wake up hammered
And not have a dime
Bill collector's calling
Looking for my soul
Too bad for him
There ain't nobody home
I'm somewhere out there, oh
Burning the candle at both ends
It's the way of the road, oh
Do what ya gotta do to roll along
And I can't think of a better way
To spend my time living and not keep giving
Oh, all sweet loves must come to an end
But this you won't take away
When I end up home
I find myself alone
Counting down the days 'til
The amps will explode
I'm not the only one
Walking in these shoes
Those of you who know
We wrote this song for you
I'm somewhere out there, oh
Burning the candle at both ends
It's the way of the road, oh
Do what ya gotta do to roll along
And I can't think of a better way
To spend my time living and not keep giving
Oh, all sweet loves must come to an end
But this you won't take away
I'm somewhere out there, oh
Burning the candle at both ends
It's the way of the road, oh
Do what ya gotta do to roll along
And I can't think of a better way
To spend my time living and not keep giving
Oh, all sweet loves must come to an end
But this you won't take away
Written by: Eric Dale Walls II, Ian Anderson Jarrell, Walls Eric Dale, Zachary Victor
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