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What a dark day for a bright girl run down |
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Just a hop, skip, and a jump from town |
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Tuesdays are tedious |
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It's early in the week for tempting fate |
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But you were looking for a reason to celebrate |
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Look what you did, boy |
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Look what you've done |
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Did you get away with murder |
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On a hit and run? |
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Like an itchy trigger finger |
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On the trigger of a gun |
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And best of all |
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Ain't nobody witnessed |
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Up at dawn on the very next day |
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Shot of courage in your coffee |
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Cause you like it that way |
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With a lipstick cheek |
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And a light at the end of the week |
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Ain't nobody witnessed |
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Time puts a bandage on a memory |
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Softening the sins you've left behind |
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Leaving you with nothing but your peace of mind |
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Look what you did, boy |
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Look what you've done |
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You dodged another bullet |
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On a hit and run |
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Like an itchy trigger finger |
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On the trigger of a gun |
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And best of all |
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Ain't nobody witnessed |
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Get up |
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What's up? |
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It's another day |
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Shot of courage in your coffee |
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Cause you like it that way |
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With a lipstick cheek |
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And a light at the end of the week |
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Still nobody witnessed |
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Time keeps tick-tick-tick-tick-ticking |
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Waiting on the devils and the liars and the birds of prey |
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Look what you did, boy |
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Look what you've done |
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As you're knocking back the remedies |
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One by one |
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Those black birds waiting |
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For the scream of your dishonor |
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Cause after all |
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Ain't nobody witnessed |
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If there is a hell to pay |
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You drowned every demon |
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Every bird of prey |
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But you never did believe it |
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Any of it anyway |
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And best of all |
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Ain't nobody witnessed |
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Ain't nobody witnessed |
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Ain't nobody witnessed |
