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Look look what you've done |
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Not to become your |
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Father's Son |
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Before that day, day, day is done |
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You'll get your day, day, day in the sun |
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In this time we've got here |
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Between heaven and hell |
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You'd prefer a motor craft |
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But you're prepared to set sail |
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The city wants details |
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The state wants you nailed |
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The people got they laws |
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But the Lord's got the calls |
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Since there's cash in the lots |
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You did what they said you could not |
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Writt that song like its all that you got |
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Look look what you've done |
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Not to become your |
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Father's Son |
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Before that day, day, day is done |
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You'll get your day, day, day in the sun |
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Do you mind livin' day to day? |
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You mind livin' day to day |
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You was found now you're lost |
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You've got to make up what you cost |
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That boulder on your shoulder |
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Is that bear that you cross |
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That stare that you plot |
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That will that you got |
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Could never have been bought |
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In China or |
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New YorkLook look what you've done |
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Not to become your |
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Father's Son |
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Before that day, day, day is done |
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You'll get your day, day, day in the sun |
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Do you mind livin' day to day? |
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You mind livin' day to day |
