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I've gone through a lot for my freedom |
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Lost a life along the way |
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Left home everything I own |
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As I headed to join the charade |
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Got caught up with the wild and the madness |
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I may have gone too far I must confess |
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I must confess |
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Got my money hid away in the gas tank |
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Gotta keep it steady no joke no mistake |
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Yeah I'll be telling you to hold on |
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Strapped in my four forty Hemmy burning |
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[Chorus:] |
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Long live Fat City |
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Got nothin to lose |
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White / blue |
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Down the avenue |
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You're worth everything I know |
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Long live Fat City |
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Out blowing a fuse |
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Set This Town Alight |
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I found my way out the backstreet |
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Glad to be alive |
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A hundred more miles I'll be long gone |
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No more fighting or scrapes to survive |
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Up ahead says rest for riders |
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Headlights maybe red lights beware |
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Look into my rear view mirror |
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They're closer than they do appear |
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Another minute I'll be Far away |
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Another second I'll be shifting gears |
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[Chorus] |
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I've paid a lot for my freedom |
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I never wondered why |
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My memory's clear and reminds me daily |
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It was so close but I passed them by |
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There was a space by the policeman |
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Gun shots all around over my head |
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They'll never arrest me man... yeah right |
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So I look into my rear view mirror |
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They're closer than they will appear |
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Another minute I'll be far away |
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Another second I'll be shifting gears |
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Long Live Fat City New Orleans |
