Finally Got a Ride, Some Old Broad Down From Santa Fe. She Was a Real Go-getter. She Drawled So Sweetly, "I Think, Child, That Things'll Get Better." We Pulled Off the Highway, Night Black As a Widow. "Yeah, I Read the Bible," She Said, "I Wanna Know of You."Hey, I Think I've Got a Live One, Hey, I Think I've Got a Live One, Yeah, Yeah, I Think I've Got a Live One.Felt Like I Was Hit By a Diesel Or a Greyhound Bus. She Was no Baby-sitter. "Get Up, Sugar, Never Thought You'd Be a Quitter." I Opened the Back Door, She Was Greedy. I Ran Through the Desert, She Was Chasin'. No Time to Get Dressed, So I Was Naked, Stranded in Chihuahua.Hey, I Think I've Got a Live One, Hey, I Think I've Got a Live One, Hey, Hey, I Think I've Got a Live One, Alone, Raped and Freezin', Alone Cold and Sneezin', Alone Down in Mexico, Alone.

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