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So you think you been workin' hard, |
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Givin' it all that you can, |
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And nothin' seems to make it better, |
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You're gonna scratch it for a whole new plan. |
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Street life, it ain't right, |
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When you feel you've grown apart. |
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You've gotta scratch and bite, |
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And punch and fight. |
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Take my hand, |
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I'll lead through the night. |
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It's there, it's all there for the taking. |
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It's there, and it's waiting for you for the making. |
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Now your lastin', from day to day, |
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Well you're waitin' for the world to change. |
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You're just goin' through all of the motions, |
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While you're caught up on a mystery train. |
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No luck, ain't that tough, |
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You see it's all just a part of the game. |
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You gotta scratch and bite, |
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And punch and fight, |
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Just to be a part of what shall remain. |
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It's there, it's all there for the taking. |
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It's there, and it's waiting for you for the making. |
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Just waiting for the taking. |
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So you think you been workin' hard, |
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Givin' it all that you can, |
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And nothin' seems to make it better, |
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You're gonna scratch it for a whole new plan. |
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Street life, it ain't right, |
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When you feel that you've grown apart. |
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You've gotta scratch and bite, |
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And punch and fight. |
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Take my hand, |
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I'll lead through the night. |
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It's there, it's all there for the taking. |
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It's there, and it's waiting for you, for the making. |
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Oh yeah. Waiting for you, it's waiting for me, it's waiting for all man. |
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Oh yeah. You gotta scratch and bite, |
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You gotta punch and fight. |
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Waiting, waiting for the taking, waiting for the taking, waiting for the taking... |