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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeQuiet in the South
Red wine on the table, dripping candle waxListening to angels from our old record scratchBet you're down at Layla's smoking at the barHope nobody's on the road when you get in your carOoh, are you coming home tonight?Should I turn off the light or burn down your house?Ooh, are you coming home tonight?It's getting awfully quiet in the southWhen you don't know anybody in your way out in the woodsThings don't always turn outlike I want or thought they shouldBut I'm no stranger to a disappointing endI'm not trying to sound bitterlike the fruit that you're drinkingOoh, are you coming home tonight?Should I turn off the light or burn down our house?Ooh, are you coming homе tonight?It's getting awfully quiet in the southI guеss I'm just stuck in, that's what happens whenSomeone or another's 'bout to do dumb shit againThese rocks aren't skippinglike my heart still beats for youGuess that's what I call up when they call me crazy coolFeet up on the back porch, the wind's blowing throughI'm staring at the propane, like, what's a girl to do?Are you coming home tonight?Should I turn on the light or burn down the house?Ooh, are you coming home tonight?It's getting awfully quiet in the south
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