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I'm ragged and I'm tired
I'm shaking 'cause I'm wired
Just finished up the final show
It's really strange to me
I've got no place at all to be
Nobody yelling, "Hey man, it's time to go"
Can't seem to get from A to B
There's no reality but my own
White line fever's running wild
Still a hundred more miles 'til I'm home
And all that I need is just a little more speed and I'm home
I'm delirious and crazy
My vision's blurred and hazy
And so's my recollection of you
'Cause it's a gypsy occupation
Town to town across the nation
But babe, it's what I've gotta do
Just your face is what I'm seein'
'Cause I'm sick and tired of bein' on my own
White line fever's running wild
Still a hundred more miles 'til I'm home
And all that I need is just a little more speed and I'm home
I'm almost home
I see the sign ahead, it says a hundred more miles
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