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There's a dark part of town |
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where the girls get down |
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And I cannot wait for a chance to go |
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Wait for a chance to go |
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I got my bad luck shoes and every excuse |
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To dance these blues away, ain't comin home |
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I ain't comin home |
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Shut up, shut up, shut up! |
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Sit up, sit up, sit up! |
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It's a kangaroo court |
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A kangaroo court |
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In a dusty room I come to assume |
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That I've been doomed to lose my mind tonight |
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Too weak to fight |
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So I try to save face then I rest my case |
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The judge pulls me aside, says 'c'est la vie' |
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Let your darker side come out to feed |
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I commit the crime of wasting time |
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Always trying to rhyme, yes, I am guilty |
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But don't misunderstand me |
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I admit defeat then I move my feet |
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My history will never be repeated |
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I won't ever be repeated |
