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There's a place where some of us choose to live |
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A gated community cops can't come in |
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A neighborhood for punks over the hill |
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We're spendin' our golden years in mattersville |
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We can do whatever we want whenever we please |
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There's always a keg of beer and a block of cheese |
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We got charams,pinball,asteroids,space invaders,and missile command |
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We will grow old together we will play bridge and texas hold 'em |
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Duane and stevie cab they still skateboard |
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But most of us lawn bowl and shuffleboard |
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We may be getting ripe but we ain't bored |
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We got a blackboard with some rules and laws |
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Hefe's got an 18 car garage |
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Most the cars are smashed but so is spike |
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Twice a week on karaoke night |
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Eric melvin lives next door to me |
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Limo and the locknecks head security |
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At the end of my cul de sac |
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Davey havok's house is painted black |
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We will grow old and fatter |
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We got our ville nothing else matters |
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Trashy, mod, and kath are staying up |
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Nathan, matt, and dad are passing out |
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When california cracks we're all goin' down |
