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I'm doing you a favor |
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As I'm taking all your money |
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I guess, I should feel sorry |
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But I don't even trust me |
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There's bad news creeping up |
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And you feel a sudden chill |
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How do you do? My name is trouble |
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I'm coming in to the kill |
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In to the kill |
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Ooh, and you know I will |
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Ooh, set the ball a rollin' |
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I'll be clicking off the miles |
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On the train of consequences |
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My boxcar life o' style |
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My thinking is derailed |
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I'm tied up to the tracks |
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The train of consequences |
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There ain't no turning back |
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No horse ever ran as fast |
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The money that you bet |
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I'm blowing on my cards |
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And I play them to my chest |
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Life's fabric is corrupt |
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Shot through with corroded thread |
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As for me I hocked up brains |
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Packed my bags and headed west |
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I hocked my brains, headed west |
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Oh set the ball a rollin' |
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I'll be clicking off the miles |
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On the train of consequences |
|
My boxcar life o' style |
|
My thinking is derailed |
|
I'm tied up to the tracks |
|
The train of consequences |
|
There ain't no turning back |
|
Oh set the ball a rollin' |
|
I'll be clicking off the miles |
|
On the train of consequences |
|
My boxcar life o' style |
|
My thinking is derailed |
|
I'm tied up to the tracks |
|
The train of consequences |
|
There ain't no turning back |
|
Set the ball a rollin' |
|
I'll be clicking off the miles |
|
On the train of consequences |
|
My boxcar life o' style |
|
My thinking is derailed |
|
I'm tied up to the tracks |
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The train of consequences |
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There ain't no turning back |
