All used items come with a story to tell. We only need to sit back and listen.
Aw, nah, don't you start cryin' now. I just ain't the type a' man to sit still and I tol' you that right off.
I just knowed this'd be trouble, from that first night you kept catchin' my eye 'cross the bar. But you saw I was lonely and you wasn't hearin' NO that night.
What we had was special...
A big ol' chunk a' me wishes I could change and be the man you want outta me. And when I'm stuck out on the road with a flat and a long walk ahead a' me, I'll think of your sweet face and kick myself for bein' such a damn fool.
But my heart belongs to the highway, as dark and vicious as she is. Like I tol' you from the start: I'm a rebel, darlin', a loner. You don't want to get mixed up with a guy like me.
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