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Now on the night I arrived* |
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My daddy said "Sake's Alive!" |
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It's the meanest one that we've had yet |
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Teethed on tin and weaned on gin |
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I was nobody's teacher's pet |
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I grew up rough and mean |
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In my early teens |
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And I didn't want to go to school |
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I called no man "Sir" |
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Work was a dirty word |
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My biggest kick was breakin' the rules |
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So when you see me comin' get away |
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The ones that didn't ain't around today |
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The sweetest piece of lovin' any girl ever had |
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I'm here to tell you boys I was born to be bad |
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Born, Born to be bad |
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I was Born |
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Born to be bad |
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Now when I reached 21 I knew the time had come |
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I had that old ramblin' itch |
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Breaking little girls hearts I tore the world apart |
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A guitar playin' son of a (guitar) |
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Born to be bad |
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That is the story of my life |
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Doin' things wrong was my way of doin' things right |
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Now when I'm gray and old |
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And my story is told |
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I know what the people will say |
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They'll be glad to see me go |
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But the little girls'll know |
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I was bad till my dyin' day |
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So when you see me comin' get away |
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The ones that didn't ain't around today |
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The sweetest piece of loving any girl ever had |
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I'm here to tell you boys I was born to be bad |
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Born, Born to be bad |
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I was Born |
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Born to be bad |
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Born to be bad |
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That is the story of my life |
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Doin' things wrong was my way of doin' things right |
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Now when I'm old and gray |
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And I've had my day |
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I know what the people will do |
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They'll be glad to see me go |
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But the little girls'll know |
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I was bad till the day I was Through |
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So when you see me comin' get away |
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The ones that didn't ain't around today |
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The sweetest piece of loving any girl ever had |
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I'm here to tell you boys I was born to be bad |
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Born, Born to be bad |
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I was Born |
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Born to be bad |
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I was Born |
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Born to be bad, yeah |
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Bad! |
