The King of the Jailhouse and the queen of the road think sharing the burden will lighten the load.
So they pack up their troubles in an old cadillac and stare in the mirror asleep in the back.
Baby there's something wrong with me.
Baby there's somethign wrong with me.
Baby there's something wrong with me that I can't see that I can't see.
And they don't give the answers at the end of the test.
So you can't simply stand there and hope for the best.
Swing me up at the border when we reach Mexico.
I'll tell you a secret a secret I don't even know.
Baby there's something wrong with me.
Baby there's something wrong with me.
Baby there's something wrong with me that I can't see that I can't see.
Honey I don't want to turn around and go back there to you.
I think you know something I don't know that I need to.
Baby there's something wrong with me.
Baby there's something wrong with me.
Baby there's something wrong with me that I can't see that I can't see that I can't see

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