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Dallas Lyrics

I don't fight fair in fist fights,
I prefer to drink alone.
My heart is stuck in Memphis,
and Dallas is my home.
I have run-ins with the law,
I have scars I can't explain.
I've been from hear to Houston,
southbound on the interstate.
I don't fight fair in fist fights
when I'm fighting over youuuuuuuuu,
so tell me what to do.
I entertain this notion of fighting to the death,
in a bar beside the train tracks so cold
I can see my breath.
But, I'm only shadowboxing myself inside my head,
trading blows behind my eyelids 'till I ain't got nothin' left.
But, I don't fight fair in fist fights
when I'm fightin' over youuuuuuuuu,
so tell me what to do.
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