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Sorry is the fool who trades his soul for a corvette |
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Thinks he'll get the girl he'll only get the mechanic |
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What's missing? He's living a day he'll soon forget |
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That's one more time around, the sun is going down |
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The moon is out but he's drunk and shouting |
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Putting people down, he's pissing, he's living a day he'll soon forget |
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Counts his money every morning, the only thing that keeps him horny |
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Locked in a giant house that's alarming |
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The townsfolk they all laugh |
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Sorry is the fool who trades his love for hi-rise rent |
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Seem the more you make equals the loneliness you get |
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And it's fitting, he's barley living a day he'll soon forget |
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That's one more time around and there is not a sound |
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He's lying dead clutching benjamins, never put the money down |
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He's stiffening, we're all whistling a man we'll soon forget |