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the thrill
© 2003 Greg Bartlett/ASCAP

I can't stop thinking 'bout you
It's been so long now
I keep your picture near the window
Where I can't take it down

I've got a letter in my pocket
Should've mailed it today
I should just tell that little girl
What I've been trying to say

Instead I'll pack up my suitcase
Get in my car
Drive until morning
But I never get far
'Cause sooner or later
I'm bound to come back
I've got to be where the thrill is at

I took a little job
So I could pass the time
I'm sick & tired
Of standing in the unemployment line

I should just settle in this new life
Be a family man
Accept all that I have
Try to understand

Instead I'll pack up my suitcase
Get in my car
Drive until morning
But I never get far
'Cause sooner or later
I'm bound to come back
I've got to be where the thrill is at

Well I might just be a prisoner
In this old world
But I've been captured
By the spell you cast upon me, girl

I need a long and hot vacation
Down in New Orleans
Long enough to figure out
What it all means

Instead I'll pack up my suitcase
Get in my car
Drive until morning
But I never get far
'Cause sooner or later
I'm bound to come back
I've got to be where the thrill is at


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