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Текст: Tragically Hip. Highway Girl.

Well I'm going down to see my highway girl
Yea she just got back from around the world
I'm gonna get me a gun, I'm gonna stand on guard
In a little white booth in her front yard

Throwing rocks at her window what could she do?
If I throw enough rocks one might break through
Well she looked out her window when the police came
Yea to see a big tin man dancing in the rain

Oh my little highway girl
Oh my little highway girl, yea

Don't you think babe you push a bit too fast?
I said, "Slowing down don't make it last"
Yes I said, "A memory'll never set you free
Go out and see that world and bring it home to me"

Oh my little highway girl
Oh, oh yea, oh oh, my little highway girl
Oh baby, baby c'mon home, c'mon home
My little highway girl
Oh my little highway girl, yea