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My name is Frank Davis, drive a Dixie 109
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I was out on Highway 17, just south of Camden Line
It was down there in the heart of Wilsonville where I met my fate
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She was standing outside the bar room said she was waiting for a date
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But I knew that that was just a line
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And I knew I was messin' with a losin' kind
Well I knew what we were both doing, and I knew that you can't win
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But when the light turned green, I reached across the seat, popped the lock and she slid in
She said she liked Mexican music, she knew a place if I had the time
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Well we had a few drinks and we danced a while
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I pulled her close, she didn't mind
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And what I knew kinda slipped my mind
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And I couldn't resist her messin' with a losin' kind
Well we drove around in my Buick, getting drunk and having fun
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Well we ended up at this Best Western out on Highway 101
It was around 3 a.m. we went out to this empty little road side bar
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It was there the cash register was open
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It was there I hit that guy to hard
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But I knew when I hit him for the second time
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That one attracts the other when you're the losin' kind
Well I grabbed her hand to get out of there
And I felt like I was gonna be sick
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And a half hour later the sleet started come down and that highway got pretty slick
I seen some lights in my rear-view mirror I guess I panicked and gave her a gun
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Well then I wrapped us around a telephone pole south on Highway 101
Well she just stumbled out on to the banks
And sat down in a pout
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Well I kicked out the driver side window but buddy when I got out
Well all I had to greet me was a Highway Patrolman's 45
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He looked at the wreak and then he said 'Son you're lucky to be alive'
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'Well Sir I'll think that one over if you don't mind
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Now luck ain't much good to you when it's the losin' kind'