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Driving SouthDriving south round midnightMan I must have been insane Driving south round midnight In a howling hurricane I stopped for an old man hitcher At a lonely old crossroad He said Im going nowhere, Im only here to see if I can Steal your soul. Im not trying to make you I dont want to touch your skin I know all there is to know About you and all your sins. Well, you aint too young or pretty And you sure as hell cant sing Anytime you want to sell your soul Ive got a toll free number you can ring. Im not trying to make you I dont want to touch your skin I know all there is to know About you and all your sins. Well, you aint too young or pretty And you sure as hell cant sing Anytime you want to sell your soul Ive got a toll free number you can ring. 0 eight 00 triple 6, oh yeah 0 eight 00 triple 6, oh yeah I stopped for an old man hitcher At a lonely old crossroad He said Im going nowhere, Im only here to see if I can Steal your soul. |