Twilight

Honey don't kill that last cigarette
 I got a long, long ways to go
 I've been a-drinking and a-thinking all night long
 Still got so much more to show
 To you
 Yeah
 And when that hand comes searching
 Between your thighs
 You better play along to the tune
 You got nothing to prove
 You're a bad little girl
 And you know your life is in ruins
 So come on
 Yeah
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 And when the sun retreats
 And you got the chills
 And your feet are aching to go
 You better call on me
 Cause I'm dog-gone horny
 I'm not your friend but your foe
 I've got so much time to please myself
 I don't count you in at all
 All right
 Yeah
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 My heart is like a filling station
 And it jumped with joy when you pulled in
 And you later got caught for speedin'
 And this drug-cop says you need him
 But ain't no walls in the jailhouse safe enough
 To hold you down tonight
 I'll be right out here on the other side
 Waiting for you by the red twilight
 So when Friday comes and you got the chills
 And your feet are aching to go
 Don't have to call on me
 Cause I'm already there
 Come on little girl, let's go!