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If you can't buy groceries this week' |
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Cause you put your cheque down on a big screen |
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You ain't right |
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You're in your thirties without a job |
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And you're still living with your mom |
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You ain't right |
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You go to your great uncle's wake |
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And you live there with a hot date |
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You find a deer on the side of the road |
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Check his pulse and you take him home |
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If you're gonna leave early from the barn' |
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Cause your kids are out there waiting in the car |
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You ain't right |
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You ain't right to say the least you're different |
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A couple quarts shy and a few screws missing |
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Bless your heart, look around |
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We're all an ounce or two short of a pound |
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Lord knows you're not alone and we're all a little wrong |
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But you ain't right |
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Now if your truck cost more than your house |
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Your girlfriend don't know about your spouse |
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You ain't right |
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Or if you're past old enough to drive |
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You're still struggling through junior high |
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You ain't right |
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If your wife's mowing the lawn |
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While you're fishing all weekend long |
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Or you show up late for church |
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Smelling like beer in a white pewter shirt |
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Or you're standing in a checkout line |
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Something reeks and you just smile |
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No, you ain't right |
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You ain't right to say the least you're different |
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A couple quarts shy and a few screws missing |
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Bless your heart, look around |
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We're all an ounce or two short of a pound |
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Lord knows you're not alone and we're all a little wrong |
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But you ain't right |
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You ain't right to say the least you're different |
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A couple quarts shy and a few screws missing |
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Bless your heart, look around |
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We're all an ounce or two short of a pound |
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Lord knows you're not alone and we're all a little wrong |
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But you ain't right |
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Son, your lights, they may be on |
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But you're not always home |
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Yeah, we're all a little wrong |
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But you ain't right |
