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I've lived my whole life, made mistakes from the get-go |
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Street kid from the start, right, no regrets though |
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I do what |
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I want, yeah, 'cuz |
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I said soNo sleep for the wicked, right? |
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No, bed no |
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Rollin' with the punk rockers, |
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I ain't lyin' |
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Fake guns, fake bands, fake punk, |
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I ain't buyin' |
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Hit the road, all |
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I know, rock and roll ain't dyin' |
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About fifteen deep we hit the streets low ridin' |
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By the time we made it to |
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New Orleans |
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It must have been half past three |
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By the time we made it to |
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Memphis we were crazy |
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Tonight, you are our blanket and you're gonna keep us warm |
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Tonight, protect us from the storm |
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He was back, causin' troubled time's they're a comin' 'round |
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Oh no, let me go to another round |
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Tuesday night is when the storm's gonna settle down |
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Had a glance, circumstance, don't cause, trouble bound |
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She's the one, all alone, |
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I come lookin' |
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Smoke and mirrors as |
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I watch, aw, that girl was trippin' |
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It's no fun, lost again, to have your heart broken |
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Greed is from a world that is built on hustlin' |
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By the time we made it to |
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New Orleans |
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It must have been half past three |
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By the time we made it to |
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Memphis we were crazy |
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Tonight, you are our blanket and you're gonna keep us warm |
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Tonight, protect us from the storm |
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The breaks were fallin' when they had failed |
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Every road can lead ya straight down to fuckin' hell |
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Rain stopped fallin' when they had failed |
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Yeah, every road can take ya straight down to hell |
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Doin' nothin' here, everyone straight trippin' |
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Happy at times, are gone, past starts slippin' |
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This will be enough to keep me on the road livin' |
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Good every night, in a different city |
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I'll be sleepin' |
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Let me know, here we go, met a girl named |
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LolaIs she here? |
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Is she there? |
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Drinkin' Jack and |
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ColaShe says, "Tim, where ya been? I got somethin' to show ya" |
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Lola fired off her clothes and started rock and rollin' |
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By the time we made it to |
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New Orleans |
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It must have been half past three |
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By the time we made it to |
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Memphis we were crazy |
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Tonight, you are our blanket and you're gonna keep us warm |
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Tonight, protect us from the storm |
