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Every night in the woods, there sits a lonesome fighter
And he screams my name like thunder
And the sound peels out
And creeps through the trees

And this man found his way to my eight-and-nine fort
And he covered the seats in sweat and discord
I began to drive for I-85
I couldn't do nothing but sing my life is a boxing ring
And in the one corner is a man and a woman
With their hands on my arms, and their hands on my shoulders
And they're holding me back
And in the other corner, ladies and gentlemen, there's a man and a woman
Shouting girl, bring it on
Girl, play that song
So I sang them the one about the time that I
Held my hands tight around the neck of a lover
Who loves likes a chainsaw

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