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From Tom Waits's album: The Heart Of Saturday Night

Well you hate those diesels rollin^,
And those Friday nights out bowlin^,
When he^,s off for a twelve hour lay over night

You wish you had a dollar
For every time he hollered
That he^,s leavin^,
And he^,s never comin^, back

But the curtain-laced billow
And his hands on your pillow
And his trousers are hangin^, on the chair

You^,re lyin^, through your pain, babe
But you^,re gonna tell him he^,s your man
And you ain^,t got the courage to leave

He tells you that you^,re on his mind
You^,re the only one he^,s ever gonna find
It^,s kind-a special, understands his complicated soul...
[ Semi Suite lyrics from
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But the only place a man can breathe
And collect his thoughts is
Midnight and flyin^, away on the road.

But you^,ve packed and unpacked
So many times you^,ve lost track
And the steam heat is drippin^, off the walls

But when you hear his engines
You^,re lookin^, through the window in the kitchen and you know
You^,re always gonna be there when he calls

^,Cause he^,s a truck drivin^, man
Stoppin^, when he can
He^,s a truck drivin^, man
Stoppin^, when he can
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