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She was eighteen, far from flawless Born in the bayou outside New Orleans Rawlings baseball glove The one thing Daddy left to show his Loved her cigarettes Miller high life from Friday's check Making blackjack bets down at Harrah's Borrowed a bit too Muchy, muchy, pass the dutchie Pedal to the metal and pop the clutchie Blue lights in the cracked rear view The voodoo you do trying to pass right through you The voodoo you do trying to pass right through you

She was only eighteen Only eighteen She was only eighteen Only eighteen

She was eighteen, far from home Deep in the dirt like skeleton bones Owned nothing in hand But a bright red raft boat down the Rio Grande Prize never came Feel the shame, break the brain, hop the train The train of thought that rocked and knocked All that you knew, you came and sought What brings and brought you back to life inside a pot That calls the kettle black No turning back Thumbs up, head down, fly by four wheels, whack And just like that, and just like that

She was carved in stone And just like that She's coming home And just like that She was carved in stone And just like that She's coming home And just like that

She was only eighteen Only eighteen She was only eighteen Only eighteen

She was only eighteen

She was only, only eighteen (Only eighteen) She was only, only eighteen (Only eighteen) She was only, only eighteen (Only eighteen) She was only, only eighteen (Only eighteen) She was only, only eighteen (Only eighteen)