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I pack my bags and make my way to the station |
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I payed my dues and I'm finally going to make my way |
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Unpack my bags when I finally get to my new house |
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But the friends I left behind were already there |
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I sign my lease and I wish that I could erase it |
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I didn't want to be livin' like I done before |
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Look out the window and I think, I see my neighbors |
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I gotta feelin' like I already know what's in store |
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Said, a shakedown |
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You know, you wanna kick it with your old friends |
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But everybody chillin' on the front porch |
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How am I supposed to live? |
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Shakedown |
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You wanna sip a 40 with your old friends |
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But everybody chillin' on the front porch |
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How am I supposed to live? |
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I cross the street and I finally met my neighbors |
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But at that time they didn't have a thing to say |
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They cross the street and they bring their trash to my table |
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Take a drink 'cause I know, I wanna drink anyway |
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Said, a shakedown |
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You know, you wanna kick it with your old friends |
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But everybody chillin' on the front porch |
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How am I supposed to live? |
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Shakedown |
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You wanna sip a 40 with your old friends |
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But everybody chillin' on the front porch |
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How am I supposed to live? |
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Said, a shakedown |
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You know, you wanna kick it with your old friends |
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But everybody chillin' on the front porch |
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How am I supposed to live? |
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Shakedown |
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You wanna sip a 40 with your old friends |
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But everybody chillin' on the front porch |
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How am I supposed to live? |
