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Making Tracks

I've been a bad boy,
I've been outside the law.
I've been cheating,
Evened up a score.

(Chorus)
Gotta make tracks, gotta go.
Gotta move on, gotta run.
Gotta make tracks, gotta go.
Gotta move on, gotta keep low

I've learned my lesson
I cannot win in this town
I've been messin'
With things out of bounds.

(Chorus)
She was his pride and joy
I was too blind to see
She was my toy
Now they're after me

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