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[Verse 1]
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Last night before I went to sleep my knees dropped to the floor
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I turned me eyes up to the sky and I prayed "Please help me, Lord,
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You know I've sowed my wild oats and now the fun's all gone"
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And then I heard these tender words and I put them in my song:

[Chorus]
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Infamous Angel come on home
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To someone who loves you and knows you needed to roam
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Grab your things, a ticket's waiting at the bus depot
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For: Infamous Angel, Destination: Home

[Verse 2]
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I heard heaven's choir rejoicing as the tears broke from my eyes
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And all at once it lifted the weight from my past life
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I found a pen and I left a note on the dresser drawer
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"Infamous Angel, she don't live here anymore"

[Chorus]
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Infamous Angel come on home
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To someone who loves you and knows you needed to roam
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Grab your things, a ticket's waiting at the bus depot
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For: Infamous Angel, Destination: Home

[Instrumental]
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[Verse 3]
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Then I hurried out the back door as quickly as I could
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I went flying down two flights of stairs 'til on the street I stood
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And there I took that final look at my old neighborhood
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Then I ran down the street proclaiming "Angel gone for good"

[Outro]
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Infamous Angels goin' home
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To someone who loves her and knows she needed to roam
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She grabbed her things, and claimed the ticket at the bus depot
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For: Infamous Angel, Destination: Home
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 Infamous Angel, Destination: Home