.Driving slow in the Chicago rain
I swear the city, man, was calling my name
I saw an angel hang her head in shame
One hundred proof was running through my veins
I took the exit to the midnight lake
I pulled my ride up next to a lonely face
So tell me mister, where's the pla.
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