| Aint it Hard when you go out to have yourself a blowout
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| and everbody’s bein' cool
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| Ain’t it hard when you find out your mother was a drop out
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| and she don’t know the golden rule.
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| Well you wake up in the mornin with your eyes on fire
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| and you go to bed at night wonderin' who you are.
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| Ain’t it hard when you find out you can’t get to far out
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| and take care of business too
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| Ain’t it hard when you know that there’s no place to go and Dillon done been there too.
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| Well you’re mother’s in the bathroom with acid in her head
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| and there’s no place to go cuz the town’s all dead.
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| (solo)
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| Ain’t it hard when you wake-up, yo puttin on yo makeup
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| so people can’t see your face.
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| And you walk down the street, tellin' everyone you meet
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| just how to win the human race.
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| You better write yourself a folk song and sing it real loud
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| and you better not forget that you’re in the in crowd…
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| you’re in the in crowd baby
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| yes, in… the… in crowd.
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| you’re in the in crowd.
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| Ain’t it hard (3 times) |