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Steve walks warily down the street |
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With his brim pulled way down low |
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Ain't no sound but the sound of his feet |
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Machine guns ready to go |
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Are you ready, are you ready for this |
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Are you hanging on the edge of your seat |
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Out of the doorway the bullets rip |
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To the sound of the beat |
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Another one bites the dust |
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Another one bites the dust |
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And another one gone, and another one gone |
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Another one bites the dust |
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Hey, I'm gonna get you too |
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Another one bites the dust |
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How do you think I'm going to get along |
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Without you when you're gone |
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You took me for everything that I had |
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And kicked me out on my own |
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Are you happy, are you satisfied |
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How long can you stand the heat |
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Out of the doorway the bullets rip |
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To the sound of the beat |
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Chorus |
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Another one bites the dust |
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Another one bites the dust |
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Another one bites the dust |
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Another one bites the dust |
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There are plenty of ways you can hurt a man |
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And bring him to the ground |
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You can beat him |
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You can cheat him |
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You can treat him bad and leave him |
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When he's down |
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But I'm ready, yes I'm ready for you |
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I'm standing on my own two feet |
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Out of the doorway the bullets rip |
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Repeating to the sound of the beat |
