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You can't tell me how to live my life |
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But you can watch me do it if you want |
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I think you think you might run the tight ship |
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And congrats on that but |
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In the morning, I am recording |
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That's the way it should be when |
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That's the way it is |
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I'm a man and I'm a mess |
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See I go up and down, around |
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Cause there's a whirlwind in my head |
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Just like a hurricane |
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Cause there's a honey and there's a comb |
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There's a sugar and a cane |
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It's my home and it's my house |
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Anyhow, and it's time to go there |
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Early dawnin', early dawnin' |
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Early dawnin', early dawnin' |
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All my days, closer to dying |
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But I am, is what it is |
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There's been times, guilty of crimes |
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But I won't apologize, I ain't got time |
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All my nights, further from livin' |
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But I don't mind, take my time |
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We got heart, we got soul |
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I don't know what I've been told |
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Streets of heaven are overflowin' |
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I don't know what I've been told |
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Streets of heaven, the gorgeous thrones |
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Early dawnin' early dawnin' |
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Early dawnin' early dawnin' |
