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Bad city, bad bad city, fat city bad |
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Bad city, bad bad city, fat city bad |
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You get up in the morning at the crackin' of dawn |
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You hussle and you hassle all day |
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The things that a man has to do for a livin' |
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Just to keep the reaper away |
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Somebody give me a break |
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I've had as much as a body can take |
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Nobody hears you, nobody sees you, nobody ever breaks free |
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from the |
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Bad city, bad bad city, fat city bad |
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Bad city, bad bad city, fat city bad |
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Bad city, bad bad city, fat city bad |
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Bad city, bad bad city, fat city bad |
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so |
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With your hands in your pockets and your soul in your shoes |
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And what life you have left in a bottle |
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You start drinking your way across the border for help |
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Praying for an easy way through |
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Somebody please help me |
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Break the chains of the city free |
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but |
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Nobody hears you, nobody sees you, nobody ever breaks free |
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from the |
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Bad city, bad bad city, fat city bad |
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Bad city, bad bad city, fat city bad |