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(Right, let's get the whole thing cooking) |
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I try to run in a different race |
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But every time I seem to loose face |
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Making it hard it's easy |
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But I got to keep trying to lessen my pace |
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I try to walk down a city-street |
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I say hello to the people I meet |
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They're walking their way and thinking I'm crazy |
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But I have so much trouble just to keeping the beat |
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Well my way of life is simple |
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'Cause I just do what I please |
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Whatever I was blessing |
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Well it worn't to laugh at me |
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Maybe I'm just a country boy |
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Hinging life bringing no joy |
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Well it's bringing me down, it's making me lonely |
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You see I'm fooling with a life and it ain't no toy |
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Well my way of life is simple |
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'Cause I just do what I please |
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And whenever I got problems |
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I just call upon Aries |
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Here she comes |
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Here she comes |
