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One, two, three, four We all got troubles, we all got pain Everybody's got their own versions of cocaine Nobody's perfect like a thorn on a rose I've got a closet full of skeletons underneath my clothes Long overdue for confessing my confession I'm the hypocrite poster-boy, perfected imperfection Take your heart out on the highway When you hit the road again You're always treating every stranger That you meet like an old friend No, life doesn't have a rewind so don't live it with regret And you better watch out where you flick your cigarette So don't be starting fires unless you're getting cold Mix it up with wine and music and a loved one to hold I don't throw stones, don't want no one throwin' 'em back So save yourself the trouble and go cut the world some slack You take your heart out on the highway When you hit the road again You're always treating every stranger That you meet like an old friend Just like an old friend Songtexte We all got troubles, we all got pain Everybody's got their own versions of cocaine Left wing or right wing, it takes both wings for flight Can't you hear the children singing? Red and yellow, black and white So stop your fightin', start unitin', sing along I think we'd all agree we love a Tom Petty song You take your heart out on the highway When you hit the road again You're always treating every stranger That you meet like an old friend You take your heart out on the highway When you hit the road again You're always treating every stranger That you meet like an old friend Just like an old friend (Heart out on the highway) Just like an old friend (Heart out on the highway) Treating every stranger (Heart out on the highway) Just like an old friend Aus Songtexte Mania