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Well you can call out the sheriff and the highway patrolThere's a fool on the road careening out of controlHard liquor, fast women, Lord, I can't leave 'em beI wish hard livin' didn't come so easy to me.I keep my engine revin' and my beer on iceMy idea of heaven is a pair 'a diceCome on seven come eleven, set this poor boy free!I wish hard livin' didn't come so easy to me.Bright lights, Saturday nightI had me a little you know I feel all rightMy cupcake, she can shimmy and shakeSpends more money any fool can makeWhen my tires are flat and I'm out of gasI promise myself I'll let the next one passI wish that a promise didn't break so easilyI wish hard livin' didn't come so easy to me. From Letras Mania