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Well there ain't nothin' to this but your daughter |
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And the life you would not give her |
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Break your plans |
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Traipsed across the continent, a squatter |
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For your lies at night to sleep between my hands |
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When the lights come on this whole place gets ugly |
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But when they're out, strangers fall in love |
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She could never say that flat out she don't want me' |
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Cause I could never say that halfway ain't enough |
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New Order's on the turntable, we're dancing' |
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Cause what else do you do when you don't talk |
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Crucified then crawled into your mansion |
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Yeah, that's why |
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I learned to crawl before |
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I walkWe're back where we belong |
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Straight back where we belong |
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No days or nights |
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No cocaine calls |
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Just back where we belong |
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Take me out back to your promise |
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And beat me until |
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I can't even stand |
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Your whole life, a plane without no landing gear |
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So if this is it, then come on let me land |
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That trailer trash pedigree is callin' |
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It rides you out when you're down on all fours |
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Me I like to cast my death on yesterday' |
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Cause what doesn't kill us now |
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Just makes us better whores |
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We're back where we belong |
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Straight back where we belong |
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No days or nights |
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No cocaine calls |
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Just back where we belong |
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Go put it in the ground |
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Go bury it somewhere it can't be found |
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Go put it in the ground |
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Well there ain't nothin' to this but your daughter |
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And the life you would not give her, break your plans |
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Traipsed across the continent, a squatter |
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For your lies at night to sleep between my hands |
