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She was born at a rest stop on the Kansas state
In the back of a Dodge in the time
Her momma named her Indiana like their license
And with the hum of the tires on the
She was

They her at a Denny's up in Colorado
In a blanket with her name on a note
They said, "Forgive us for not takin' her
But this has a better chance of makin' it
In else's arms"

And a crazy thing
Fate has perfect
All the way the line
Angels overtime
Angels working

She was in a place called Cheyenne Wells
But she never fit in and everyone tell
That she didn't belong in prairie town
And when she turned eighteen she bought a out
On a

They stopped a few out of Santa Fe
She got out for a smoke and they away
She hitched a with a boy right out of school
He said "I'm headed out west" and she
"Me to if alright"

And a crazy thing
Fate has perfect
All the way the line
Angels overtime
Angels working

It took a couple hundred till they fell in love
They knew forever was the only thing enough
And in a moment of passion in a room
They held on tight and aim was true
Now countin' down the days
And all night in an apartment in LA

It's a thing
Fate has wings
All the way down the
working overtime

It's a thing
has perfect wings
All the way the line
Angels overtime
working overtime

She was born at a stop
On the Kansas line
working overtime

She was
She was
She was