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The days seem so familiar
There's something about the evenings
Even though they change every now and then
(Kenny Chesney):
Well I can be myself
an outlaw nobody feels your pain

There goes the renegade you're the one they love to hate
But I don't look at you that way
You can live by your own rules if
Now I was just a kid way back in my hometown
There was a crazy little man who once came around
Syncopatin' Sandy was the stranger's name
Playing
If my life had a soundtrack it would be acoustic
With songs about the way I laugh
At my ability to love things that I can't have

If my life were
up and down like a U-N-L-V rebel
The answer be amongst us 'cause we rarely dig acoustics
Can't be too much flackin', not too much packin'
You must
soldiers
But thets the type of cal i live up and hold to
Like Joe Jackson, Lil Emmo
Randy,Sir Pat, God damn
They got bigger, the list go longer
I could
on by ya
Why ya, want ta, turn off the fire
You can't get higher, when you turn me off and
Aiyyo, pussy stop coughin'
You're wastin' the lingo, soon
on by ya
Why ya, want ta, turn off the fire
You can't get higher, when you turn me off and
Aiyyo, pussy stop coughin'
You're wastin' the lingo, soon
(Shaquille O'Neal)
Yo Kenny I want you to look in the phone book
Look up every model agency in the City of Los Angeles 
And tell em about my new
Bird" tonight
Is by Tattoo Dave with a little help from his wife
You can't get a drink 'cause the waitress is dreaming
She's up there singing "Don't
days spent in the jungle, where must one go
To find it, time is real, we can't rewind it
Out of everybody I met, who told the truth? Time did
We find
you can't touch since you're queer boy.
I don't get it man, is there a void
All this weak shit, what am I steroids?
Well bitch I'm back with some
forward please (thank you thank you) 

Yeah about one nightstand 
Wat you fink of my stands 
Right now how it sounds I go zippy cold hands 
An acoustic
forward please (thank you thank you) 

Yeah about one nightstand 
Wat you fink of my stands 
Right now how it sounds I go zippy cold hands 
An acoustic
This boy is staying acoustic 

There's Seeger singing in his heart 
He hopes his songs will somehow start 
To heal the cracks that split apart
as though a friendless world had lost itself a friend
Em			   d 	 g
That was the president and that was the man.

I still can see him smiling there
that makes you want to go to Heaven?

In Heaven there's no lamb chops, Queen Guineveres for hand jobs,
Marijuana, Kenny Rogers or ecstasy.
No
something here, and he grew something there.
 I wonder what happened to her-him?
 
 [Note:  *In an early version the lack of conversational skills
won't let go so my mic won't drop, cause
(I can't.. stop!)
Vocabs is endless, vocals exist
Rhyme goes on, so no one can stop this
Especially when I
"Life, it's all about sex money and murder.
To all those motherfuckers out there who can't deal with it;
You just a punk ass bitch!"

Sex money
somewhere I can't see
And I'm alone, and I realize that when I get home
I wanna go through my red and my cherry
Yes I'm alone, and I realize when I get home
I
intermissions cause it ain't commercial 
If you want to break then I'll reimburse you 
I won't let go so my mic won't drop, cause 
("I can't.. stop!") 
Vocabs
"Life.. it's all about sex money and murder.
To all those motherfuckers out there who can't deal with it;
You just a punk ass bitch!"

[MC Pooh]
suspicion
If they sont, this where I need you to listen
To search you they gotta ask for permission
I can't determine how that go
But if I was you I would
of hip-hop
If I see ya disagreeing, you'll be getting your shit dropped
It's extended version, the side you can't fuck with
You'll get the jimmy MC, you're