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I'll burn my fingers on my coffee pot |
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My toast is cold, my orange juice is hot |
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I could stop over, I'd really rather not |
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Same thing would happen again |
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'Cause that's the bag I'm in |
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Missed my connection, I'm late for work again |
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Ain't seen the sunshine since I can't remember when |
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They'll drop the atom bomb the day my ship comes in |
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You know I just can't win |
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'Cause that's the bag I'm in |
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The other day I was walking down the street |
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Whistlin' the blues to the tappin' of my feet |
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Some woman came out and called a cop on me |
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It happens every time |
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'Cause that's the bag I'm in |
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Missed my connection, I'm straight for work again |
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Ain't seen the sunshine since I can't remember when |
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They'll drop the atom bomb the day my ship comes in |
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You know I just can't win |
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'Cause that's the bag I'm in |
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I'll burn my fingers on my coffee pot |
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My toast is cold, my orange juice is hot |
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I could stop over, I'd really rather not |
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You know I just can't win |
