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i drove a brand new car |
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colored black and red |
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and a big old house |
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with a king-sized bed |
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all money could buy |
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was all that i had |
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till one day i laughed |
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and my woman said |
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you know you're playing with fire |
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you burned it down to the ground |
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down down down to the ground |
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i traveled in first class |
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anytime i chose |
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playing on the road |
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town to town show to show |
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and one day it all |
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came to a head |
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when she found her sister sleeping in my bed |
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she said you're playing with fire |
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you burn me down to the ground |
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down down to the ground |
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i went from black to red |
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all my money spent |
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from 5th Avenue down |
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to living in a room |
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from champagne on ice |
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to canned beans and rice |
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i lost everything i knew |
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just by crossing you |
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you said you're playing with fire |
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i burn it down to the ground |
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down down down to the ground |
