It's a random kind of thing

Came upon a delicate flower

I can't believe a machine gun sings

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Well he borrowed his girlfiend's car

Went out riding with the boys

Now she's gone like a shooting star

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Now she's gone like a shooting star

Trail of dreams Tragic trail of fire

Now she's gone like a shooting star

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Well you feel invincible

It's just a part of life

There's a feud going on and you don't know

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