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I've been on the cover of the Rolling Stone |
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I met the President when I was half stoned |
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I've been so high, I've gotten confused |
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I've been beat down, broke and used, mother****er |
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I drank with Hank, talked blues with Billy |
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Rocked with Run, sang with Shotgun Willy |
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Went from small time Philly to big time Bobby |
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From three day old chili to sake with wasabi |
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I'm home, hey, I'm home |
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You never met a mother****er quite like me |
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No, not like me, [incomprehensible] like me |
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Hey like me |
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No more being poured drink specials at Winners |
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Or being ignored by the think straight sinners |
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I used to smoke pinners while my moms made dinner |
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Now I smoke bombs and rock with Lynyrd Skynyrd |
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No beginners here, I'm a seasoned vet |
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Educated on jazz by my man Ahmet |
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Ertegun my friend, I've been to the world and back |
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But I'm a Michigan boy, can you feel that? |
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And I'm home |
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You never met a mother****er quite like me |
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Not like me, goddamn like me |
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Hey, hey, like me |
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Never thought I'd go as far in life as this |
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Never made par and I could give two shits |
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Never wanted to sell cars 'cause my dad was a dick |
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Never wanted a guitar 'til I heard a lick like this |
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And from the depths of Dixie to my northern spots |
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You know it's time to rock when old glory drops |
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I pimp through town with the top let back |
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Black hat, fine blond cold pabst in my lap |
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I'll adapt to any and all situations |
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That's why they call me the pimp of the nation |
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Hey bitch, you best believe |
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I live in the woods not your world of greed |
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Might, a little weed, might, a little yea |
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I'm so proud to be livin' in the U.S.A. |
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You never met a mother****er quite like me |
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Hey, hey, like me |
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[Incomprehensible] like me |
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Hey, hey, hey like me |
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You ain't never met, and you ain't never gonna meet |
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You never met a, never met a, never, never, never |
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Never met a mother****er quite like me |
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You ain't never met a mother like me |
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Hey you ain't never, never, never, never, never met someone like me |
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(Hey, hey) |
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Never met like me |
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(Hey, hey, hey dude hey) |
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Never met a mother like me |
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(Come on, hey) |
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And you never, and you never gonna, never gonna meet |
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(Hey come on already) |
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You never met |
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Stop! |
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What? |
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Dude, there's more to life that just you |