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a step up then everything's for the win So we grin in the face of frauds and tell monsters to suck our dicks I live to spit on your grave, my existence
Let me tell 'bout a gal I know She's my baby and she lives next door Every morning 'fore the sun comes up She brings my coffee in my favorite cup
I know you know all the pros and cons They help you get to everything you want Greasing policemen bending all the rules Make them an offer that
lonely mansion Lookin' out over the Smokies And on in everything I can see Oh, I guess by now she's found What she was lookin' for And as I look
cheek I can tell she's crying and I know she's not asleep I listen to the clock tick away another night And swear that tomorrow I'll make everything right
of the kitchen if you can't take the heat Everything she said was true My mama never was a fool Gotta live your life by the golden rule I guess it's true what
Let me tell you 'bout a girl I know She is my baby and she lives next door Every mornin' 'fore the sun comes up She brings me coffee in my
Let me tell you 'bout a girl I know She is my baby and she lives next door Every mornin' 'fore the sun comes up She brings me coffee in my
she said You look like the silent type Then she opened up a book of poems And handed it to me Written by an Italian poet From the thirteenth
we've come and how we still have to go really far Like "baby, look at how we live broke on the boulevard" But all she ever want me to do is unhook her
returned everything I ever bought her Help me, help me, I'm all out of lies She was caught in a mudslide Eaten by a lion Got run over by a crappy
by She's finally living life And I still watch her sometimes Just to make sure she's alright She knows I'll always be there In her heart and in
c'mon and throw the dog a bone A man he doesn't live by rock 'n roll and brew alone Baby baby Rock 'n roll and brew, rock 'n roll and brew They
Mary wants to be a superwoman But is that really in her head? But I just want to live each day to love her For what she is, mm hmm Mary wants
What's wrong with me? Is there somebody else inside my head That doesn't want me to be happy? I know my rights, I live until I die I've got this
we've come and how we still have to go really far Like "baby, look at how we live broke on the boulevard" But all she ever want me to do is unhook her
Some live for the bill, some kill for the bill ('Clef) (yeah) Yeah, she whined for the bill, grind for the bill (whoa) (Weezy, and she used to be
hands I was dealt When I said the music business was all I needed When I got it I was greeted by an alien That said last year that she slept with
eyed, wild child ridin' fast and high like me Life's gonna fly by, I hope that you realize Just how blessed we are that she's Your mama Gonna be
the days go by Glycerine Glycerine I'm never alone, I'm alone all the time Are you at one or do you lie? We live in a wheel where everyone steals But
y'all come (y'all come) Oh y'all come to see us now and then [ guitar ] The kinfolks're comin' they're comin' by the dozen They're eatin' everything from
by She's finally living life And I still watch her sometimes Just to make sure she's alright She knows I'll always be there In her heart and in
have to ask for everything I get Everyone just lets me down Tries to make me look like a fool Won't accept me for what I am They say I got to live by
Mary wants to be a superwoman But is that really in her head But I just want to live each day to love her For what she is Mary wants to be
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