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> A little out of place |
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A little out of tune |
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Sorta lost in space |
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Racing the moon |
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Climbing the walls |
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Of this hurricane |
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Still overall |
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I can't complain |
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All I wanted was one chance |
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To let freedom ring |
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They said I had to get a permit |
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Tags and everything |
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I never made it through the red tape |
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I got this paper hat |
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I got a job working weekdays |
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You want fries with that |
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[Chorus] |
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I got nothin' to lose |
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Cause there's nothin' to gain |
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It's like a one way ticket to cruise in this passing lane |
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I can't complain |
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I was talkin' to my girlfriend |
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I told her I was stressed |
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I said I'm going off the deep end |
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She said give it a rest |
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We're all waiting in the dugout |
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Thinking we should pitch |
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How you gonna throw a shutout |
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If all you do is bitch |
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[Chorus] |
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So now I got a brand new dance |
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I need one more shot |
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I just need one last chance |
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I know I won't get caught |
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I gotta make my last stand |
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This time I can't be bought |
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Then again on the other hand |
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How much have you got |
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I got nothin' to lose |
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Nothin' to gain |
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It's like a one way ticket to cruise that passing lane |
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I can't complain |
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A little out of place |
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A little out of tune |
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Sorta lost in space |
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Racing the moon |
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Written By TODD DANIEL SNIDER |
