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Fairmont
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Omaha
You were pale, white like a ghost the news it hit you like a train later exposed all as a joke, your wasted tears all in vein From Omaha we drove north all night From Omaha the storm it just kept coming and we just kept on gunning it for home Well I thought maybe we're dead because this sure feels like hell The fog had cut our sight as the headlights cut the night further into disbelief we fell, From Omaha we drove north all night From Omaha the storm it just kept coming and we just kept on gunning it for home The road it seemed to disappear right before our very eyes, it soon became quite clear that the storm would keep on coming, yes the storm would keep on coming. From Omaha with no end in sight From Omaha we drove north all night From Omaha the storm it just kept coming, the storm it just kept on coming.
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