I paint up my face like woman name Trixie
I'm taking my sorrow to town
I gave up the paint
For my first Mr. Fix It
I sure could use some getting around
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The boys in the back room
The boys in the back room
There's someone waiting for me
In the back room
Some old truck driver's picking up a hitchhiker
And showing off his latest tattoo
Say we're all thumbing a ride
When It's cold outside
And I won't come home until I'm through
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If they be swapping lies or swatting files
Or thinking about a night that's so long
Someone will give me a sign
See you around next time
So think of me when I am gone
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