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Ain't it just like me
To have an angel on my shoulder but something hotter on my mind
Ain't it just like me
To be saved by grace but still have wandering eyes
Ain't it just like a sinner to want something better when they already got a saint
I wish I was the girl who stuck by the good guy
But I ain't

I just wanna wrap my hands 'round a black leather jacket
On the back of some motorcycle
I wanna fly down the road with the wind in my hair
To wherever the night goes
Find a pair of dark eyes I'm gonna regret
Kiss those tattoos off his neck
God knows I always give up the heaven I know
For the dvil I don't
For the devil I don't

Something 'bout the smell
Of cheap cologne and cigarette smoke says take me home
What the hell
Does it say about me that I'd rather have a broken heart than a ring
I wish it was but a clean cut, cookie cutter man just ain't my thing

I wanna wrap my hands 'round a black leather jacket
On the back of some motorcycle
I wanna fly down the road with the wind in my hair
To wherever the night goes
Find a pair of dark eyes I'm gonna regret
Kiss those tattoos off his neck
God knows I always give up the heaven I know
For the devil I don't

It's the thrill of the chase that keeps me coming back
Like a runaway train down the tracks

I wanna wrap y hands 'round a black leather jacket
On the back of some motorcycle
I wanna fly down the road with the wind in my hair
To wherever the night goes
Find a pair of dark eyes I'm gonna regret
Kiss those tattoos off his neck
God knows I always give up the heaven I know
For the devil I don't
For the devil I don't

Ain't it just like me
To have an angel on my shoulder but something hotter on my mind

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