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Now all of the sons and the daughters |
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Don't want just what comes along |
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So give them something more |
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Come on, ooh |
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But me and my friends act so crazy |
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We'll become just what comes along |
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Yeah, it's a natural born, come on |
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We don't need nothing more |
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When you don't know where you're going |
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Is it real or right on? |
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It's not where you come from, right on |
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It's not where you belong |
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(Everything is so complete) |
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Until there's more than everything |
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(Everything is what you need) |
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So quit now |
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Could you even help with this one |
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While it's tied to me? |
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Bring on the terror and give it to me |
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Sometimes I need a punch in the face |
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Sometimes I need a leg in the ass |
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But it's so hard to find these days |
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When it's right time, wrong place |
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And we're all out of salary based |
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And we're all out of minimum wage |
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We'll make it up as we go along |
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And that ain't nothing wrong |
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When there's nothing left to beat your fist at |
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Is it pattern or just paranoid? |
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Is that where you come from? Right on |
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Is that where you belong? |
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(Everything is so complete) |
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Until there's more than everything |
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(Everything is what you need) |
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So quit now |
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Could you even help with this one |
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While it's tied to me? |
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Bring on the terror and give it to me |
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To me, ooh |