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Just can't seem to get by, |
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The world might seem a mile high, |
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No ball and chain for my abuse. |
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I bash my head if they lose. |
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Learning blow by blow, |
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What does fat lip know? |
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Ask him in an hour, |
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Fat lip learns slow. |
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Slash my face and cut my hands. |
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Untie my boots to make it fair. |
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Just break a mortal man, keep him on one. |
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All right! |
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Learning blow by blow, |
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What does fat lip know? |
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Ask him in an hour, |
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Fat lip learns slow. |
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Yeah, all right, babe. Yeah (x3). |
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I can't believe it's not butter, but it's sour. |
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Learning blow by blow, |
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What does fat lip know? |
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Ask him in an hour, |
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Fat lip learns slow. |
