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This is how it goes |
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You'll get angry at yourself |
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And think you can think of something else |
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And I'll hear the clanging of the bells |
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Cause I can't stop you baby |
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Cause I don't have the bribery in place |
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No bright shiny surface to my face |
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So I won't go near the marketplace |
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With what I'm selling lately |
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Cause this is how it goes |
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Cause it's all about drugs, it's all about shame |
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And whatever they want |
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Don't tell them your name |
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This is how it goes |
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One more failure to connect |
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With so many how could I object |
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And you, what on earth did you expect |
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Well I can't tell you baby |
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When this is how it goes |
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Cause it's all about drugs, it's all about shame |
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And whatever they want, don't tell them your name |
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So I try to hold on |
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While you try to let go |
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You won't tell me it's gone |
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But baby I'll know |
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Baby I'll know |
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Baby I'll know |
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Baby I'll know |
