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Seven days of thunder eight days of rain |
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The feeling that I'm under |
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Is like a ball'n chain, like a ball'n chain |
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Just round the corner I know a store |
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Gonna trade in my razor and bay a 44 |
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And I'll come knocking knocking door to door |
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The feeling in my head is like all out war |
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All out war third world war |
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And if they catch me and put me in the chair |
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You can sit beside me there's plenty room to spare |
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You are the reason I am in tis fix will you cry for me |
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When they throw that switch throw that switch |
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This time they'll lock me up for sure |
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Throw away the key when they slam the door |
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City to city town to town |
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Seven days running |
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Will they track me down |
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Will they track me down |
