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I woke up this morning On the wrong side of bed I had a knife in my back And I put it back in Oh my God I was dead I hope I get to sleep tonight I never
She played for the Angels, I played for the Tribe. The summer had been stolen And the bases were all loaded There was big money on the line Big money
Well there's a creep in the cellar that I'm gonna let in And he eats in the alley and keeps track of my sins When he starts talkin' backwards your head
You want the people to be the people that want the people that love you You need the people to show the facts instead again they shot you Want the people
I know you love me, darling and I love you every time I touch your face everytime I choose I love the feeling of loving you I'm tired of touching I wanna
got no future, great big past little bitty guy on the rim of my glass gotta meet the plane so i can get my monkey teach him to be cool butt a little
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i could have a real good time if i had a gun i know, that I know the things i do and say hey and if i did not have no gun well i know, i know i've got
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