Spin On A Red Brick Floor

Intro
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Verse 1
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Well, I could use a little spin on a red brick floor
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       In that crazy ol' bar when Tim locks the door
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Where the walls are gonna ring and the strings are gonna bend
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       It's a buss on the cheek from all my old lovers again
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Verse 2
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     And it's the Blue Ridge mountains at the fall of the night
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           It sure feels good when you cross that line
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              I'll tip my cup and holler at the moon
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   I'll say-a-great white north, honey, here's to you sleep tight
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Chorus
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          I've gone crazy on this road
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       With all this trav-elin'  alo-o-one
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              But the asphalt is burnin' to-n-i-
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             -ight
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Verse 3
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   Oh, the New England spring's been good to me
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There's been a warmth to lend and good lines to sing
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         But, how I miss my native tongue
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   'Cause New York City sorta brings out the stupids in me
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Verse 4
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        I've got one more stop down in Tennessee
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          My sweetheart is there just a-waitin' on me
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    Then it's on down the road kickin' East Texas dust
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I'll catch my breath with that hot Houston neon buzzin'
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Chorus
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          I've gone crazy on this road
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       With all this trav-elin'  alo-o-one
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              But the asphalt is burnin' to-n-i-
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             -ight
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Verse 5
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   Oh, here comes a little spin on a red brick floor
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      It's a crazy ol' bar and Tim's locked the door
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         The wall's are ringin', the strings are gonna bend
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It's a buss on the cheek from all my old lovers again
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Verse 6
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   And here comes a little spin on a red brick floor
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      It's a crazy ol' bar and Tim's locked the door
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         The wall's are ringin', the strings are gonna bend
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It's a buss on the cheek from all my old lovers again
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