I GOTA GET OUT OF THIS TOWN

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I gota get out of this town.
I gota get out of here, my dear.
I have fear of never getting out of here.
Here, I can't here spend my life. It cuts me like a knife.

I gota get out of this town

A cycle'll repeat, and I'll face defeat.
There's not a thing to do. It can really make you blue.
Every day's the same. It can drive you insane.
Every day repeats. No, see it is not neat.
In this place, in this space, I cannot stay

I gota get out of this town

I want to see the world. My story's yet to be told.
All the girls here, see know me.
I wmt to enjoy my life. I want to find a wife.
I've got to escape. I've got to stop this rape.

I gota get out of this town

It's something I really need to do. I'm tired of being blue.
I need to find a way. Hate it every day
No end in sight, a night never comes the day.
No end in sight, a perpetual night.

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