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Ridin' on two wheels |
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Chains hooked on my heels |
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Sittin' on leather |
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Ridin' on steel |
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Put my shades on |
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Hair blows in the wind |
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I give some square the finger |
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Now he won't look again, no he won't |
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Now, you were sittin' home |
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And i got sent to nam |
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I went to the big house |
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You just worked at job |
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Hear me calling can't you hear my death tone |
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Hear me calling can't you hear my death tone |
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Hear me ride on into the night pull along side |
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If you're looking for a fight |
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My social worker's got me on a chain |
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Keeps me out of jail so the paper prints his name |
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Yes it does, and he likes it |
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Unemployment checks run out next week |
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It won't be very long 'til i'm back on the streets again |
