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Broke down On the side of the road Got no where to go Just a flat tire Slept in the car till day light Thumbed a ride to a Texaco Man says, “Girl you look wiped out, You could stay at my place for the night.” Ain’t got no control ain’t got no money So what do you say honey? Wiped out left alone On this American road Yeah, I’m wiped out left alone Got no place left to go Rain running down the window shield Tears in my ears got everything to lose Make up don’t do me no good Can’t afford change, got no lipstick to wear Put your hands down my dress Ugly man what a mess Bend over it’s all over So what do you say honey? Wiped out left alone On this American road Yeah, I’m wiped out left alone Got no place left to go. Wiped out left alone Wiped out I can’t get home. Wiped out left alone Wiped out I can’t get home

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