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Every time I stop and think |
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I'm hit with everything |
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That I was taught about right and wrong |
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And what to get used to. |
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They're cheating in the seats of SUVs, |
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In the shade of the trees, |
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Down my street, behind the backs of husbands, wives and bosses. |
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And I'm sitting here with my dog, six beers and my guitar |
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On this porch of wood making them my business. |
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They say the economy is in a slump |
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And folks like them, they're giving up |
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They jump from planes, in front of trains, and some from bridges. |
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That's alright, that ain't my life. |
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I cough all morning and I smoke all night. |
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That's alright, that ain't my life. |
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I pay $200 rent and I work when I like. |
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Woah woah, where did we go wrong? |
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Woah woah, have I been sitting out too long? |
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No cash in my hands means I'm nothing to you. |
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But I won't sell myself. |
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I've got this friend close to me |
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She called from NYC |
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Said she's got stock options, salary and full benefits. |
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She works the 22nd floor |
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In a cubicle built for her |
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She answers phones and talks a bunch about investments. |
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Well she's finally in love |
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She met some guy from Texas |
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She says he's the one but she has yet to meet him. |
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They talk now everyday, online to communicate. |
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I said fuck that job, fuck that new beau, yeah fuck that pension. |
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Cause that ain't right, that ain't no life. |
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You work a 60 hour week to see one hour of sunlight. |
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That ain't right, no that ain't no life. |
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That guy, when you finally meet in the end, you won't even like. |
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Woah woah, where did we go wrong? |
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Woah woah, have I been sitting out too long? |
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No cash in my hands means I'm nothing to you., |
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But I won't sell myself. |
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Every time I stop and think |
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I'm hit with everything |
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That I was taught about right and wrong |
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And what to get used to. |
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I let the greedy deal with greed. |
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I ain't got nothing but myself |
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And I ain't selling that for no one else. |
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I won't surround my emptiness with greed |
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Or shit I don't even need |
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In don't ask don't tell relationships based on infidelity. |
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I know it ain't right, it ain't much of a life. |
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But I let tomorrow be tomorrow |
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And let tonight be tonight. |
