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Better pack your bags and run |
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Or stay until the job is done |
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Baby you could sit and hope |
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That providence will fray the rope |
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And sink like a stone |
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Or go it alone |
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And isn't it enough for you |
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Isn't it enough? |
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Isn't it enough for you |
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Isn't it enough? |
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For you... |
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So better pack your bags and run |
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Send it to oblivion |
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Where you don't look like anyone |
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That anyone would care about |
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And do what you do |
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Till it buries you |
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And isn't it enough for you |
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Isn't it enough |
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Isn't it enough for you |
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Isn't it enough |
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And baby isn't it enough? |
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Like Major Reno at the bluff |
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Wondering aloud if help is on the way |
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And baby isn't this your chance |
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To make a break with circumstance |
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Isn't it enough to prove today's the day? |
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Isn't it enough to prove today's the day? |
