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Oh say can you see, |
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Johnny's got a bottle of wine |
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No one is gonna make it work on time |
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And oh, just set me free |
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Why don't the boss go ahead and just fire me |
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Now Johnny's got a bottle of wine |
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And I'll never make it work on time |
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Uh, I want him on the scene |
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But these down town girls get up so mean |
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And the dark ... everyone else |
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But they all wanna be by themselves |
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And oh ... on the scene |
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But these down town girls you get up so mean |
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And gotta keep moving, gotta keep fighting... stop living, so so righteous |
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And there's something in your swagger |
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Something in your style |
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And you,You give me something to brag about |
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Now you leave me no choice |
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Sometimes |
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I wanna, thinking in my voice |
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And girl something's in your eyes |
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I bet you probably thinking you gonna change my life |
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But now you're leaving me no choice |
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But I don't even care ... my voice |
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Cause I gotta keep moving, |
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I gotta keep fighting... stop living, so so righteous |
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And there's something in your swagger |
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Something in your style |
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And you,You give me something to brag about |
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You give me something to brag about, whoa |
