| Time is passing real slow, I’m just a waiting here
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| I’ve got a friend, he’s gonna pick me up soon
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| All I got to do is keep on watching for him
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| And me I’m, waiting for my ride
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| I’m waiting for my ride
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| Waiting for my ride coming here
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| There’s a storm I see, off in the distance
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| It’s moving east towards me, I feel it shifting
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| I hope he’ll show up soon, it’s gonna bury me cold
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| I gotta duck inside, and do a wee pee
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| I’m gonna make it quick, so they don’t miss me
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| I’ve got to rely on him, to get me there on a dime ahh ha
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| And me I’m, waiting for my ride
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| I’m waiting for my ride
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| Waiting for my ride come round here
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| Im waiting for my ride
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| Im waiting for my ride
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| Waiting for my ride come round here
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| The shadows roll on in, that off an aeroplane
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| Floating overhead, and then he past me
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| I’m back outside on the curve, looking down on the road yeah
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| I gotta get me a car, yeah that’s for certain
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| So I can drive it out west or California
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| And then I’ll lay in the sun instead of driving rain
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| Until them I’m, waiting for my ride
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| I’m waiting for my ride
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| I’m waiting for my ride outta here, here
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| I’m waiting for my ride
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| I’m waiting for my ride
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| Waiting for my ride, outta here, dear
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| Waiting for my ride
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| I’m waiting for my ride
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| Waiting for my ride, outta here
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| Mmmhmm |