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It's enough to make a fit man sick |
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Queuing up around in '46 they'll see |
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but that's enough about me |
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crackdown another one at '69 |
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beach sand covers up another land mine, oh no. |
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but that's enough about you |
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yeah that's enough about you |
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take all of everything 'til I'm all black |
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this spell you've put me under's made me crack |
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backdown another one in seven six |
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they found out where you got your kicks |
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but they still thought that punk was dead |
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we played a secret song to them |
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and hoped that they'd forget |
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It's enough to make a fit man sick |
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Queuing up around in '46, oh no |
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but that's enough about you |
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yeah that's enough about you |
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take all of everything 'til I'm all black |
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this spell you've put me under's made me crack |
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broke another leg again |
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I'm broke and on the mend again |
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what else can i say? |
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and the beat of her drum plays on forever |
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like a belle out ringing from the south |
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i could leave it here, i could leave you never |
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i can hear you begging in the crowd |
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begging in the crowd |
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but that's enough about you |
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yeah that's enough about you |
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take all of everything 'til I'm all black |
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this hell you've dragged me into's made me crack |
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i broke another leg again |
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im broke and on the mend again |
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what else can i say? |
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what else can i say? |