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I was a boy, I was a good little boy, |
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A very good boy when I was ten |
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Well I was quiet as a mouse at my Grandma's house, |
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It was just me and a friend |
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He said take a big drink up above the sink |
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There was a bottle on the very top shelf |
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I took a big chug-a-lug then I hit the rug |
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And he left me there by myself |
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Whoa my mind's moving kinda slow there must be, |
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Must be something in the water |
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Whoa this thing follows me wherever I go there must be, |
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Must be something in the water |
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I was a boy, I was a very good boy, |
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A very good boy at seventeen |
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I saw a sight under the main street light, |
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She was the cutest thing I ever seen |
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Every time I tried to throw her a line |
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Well my knees they just got weak |
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And I was passed a cup so I drank it up |
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And I was face down on the street |
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Whoa this thing follows me wherever I go there |
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Must be must be something in the water |
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Whoa my mind's moving kinda slow there |
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Must be must be something in the water |
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Well I'm older now and I don't know how |
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But ten years they gone and came |
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My wife she left what's left of my life |
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Just a spinnin' down the drain |
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But I still got my buddies and I still got my pals |
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And I still got my buddies and I still got my pals |
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Chorus |
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I said there must be, there must be something in the water |
