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Fill the suitcase up- did he stiff somebody? |
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Will he testify?- if you say you're sorry |
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Grown men laugh when they heard that lie10 to 12- gonna hang them high |
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Wanted for life |
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Hu hu- I'm wanted for life |
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Ran outside |
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The buildings dropped |
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Now he stole the crown |
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Do the buggers never stop? |
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Said- wait a minute pop |
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Hoo Hey-Wait a minute pop |
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Now upon this earth |
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We stand on dirt |
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Well I Got tore down |
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But I'm still standing up |
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Ev'ry little drop(I'm thankful for) ev'ry little drop |
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Torn and Frayed |
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Even though it's full a holes |
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Get cha where ya wanna go |
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Get cha where ya wanna go |
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Even though you're smarter than me |
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I'll write your autobiography |
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I'm using all the words up |
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I got my grammar in the 5 and dime |
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I'm givin' all the words up |
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Now I know the words are mine |
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If ya close your eyes- do ya picture money? |
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Did he change his mind? |
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Does it keep you runnin'? |
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The blind men sing |
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The girls gone wild |
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The statute's clear |
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And they emphasized |
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Wanted for life |
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Hoo hoo I'm wanted for life |
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So, Swing that stick |
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Throw that rock |
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Inch by inch |
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Goin step by step |
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Yeah- wait a minute pop |
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Wait a minute pop |
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Now Upon this earth |
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We stand on dirt |
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We got torn down |
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But I'm still standing up |
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Every little drop(I'm thankful for) ev'ry little drop |
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Torn and frayed |
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My testimony's full of holes |
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Get me where |
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I wanna go |
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Get cha where ya wanna go |
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Pardon me sir |
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I don't live here no more |
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But see that's the way it goes |
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I'm moving on a gravel road |
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Pardon me sir |
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I don't live here no more |
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Maybe that's the way it goes |
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I guess that that's the way it goes |
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Pardon me sir |
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I don't live here no more |
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I'm moving on a gravel road |
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Maybe that's the way it goes |
