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Turn Around
My gas tank is empty,
My tires are worn,
My radio's busted,
My seats are torn.
(Chorus)
I feel like a beater,
I feel broke down,
If my life was a car,
I should just turn around.
My windshield's cracked,
My mirrors too,
My doors are tired,
My engine's through.
(Chorus)
I feel like a beater,
I feel broke down,
If my life was a car,
I should just turn around.
Turn Around
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