| She walked in Krystal’s
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| I was getting some grub from my cousin Jason at the drive-through window
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| They was wrong with the order so I went inside
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| I saw a woman about thirty-five trying to apply
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| She had three children
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| She said two girls that were beautiful twins
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| And a boy name Ian, y’all
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| Opportunities rare and the money was low
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| She was down with that ramen noodle-type show
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| Sorta like a college student
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| Lord
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| She had this smile y’all
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| That would fill the world with happiness and joy
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| For anyone that could bring it outta her
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| Where’s her man or at least her five other children
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| Those were questions I felt like asking but I was afraid to know the answer
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| She never planned for things to ever go that way
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| If you think the system’s working — ask somebody who ain’t
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| If you think the system’s working — ask somebody who ain’t
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| Ask somebody who ain’t
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| Ask somebody who ain’t
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| Ask somebody who ain’t
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| She pulled her bootstraps
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| But her boots were torn and her feet were worn out from all the bullcrap
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| This country promised her the pursuit of happiness
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| Maverick bombs and other plans for pacifists
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| Can you take a joke?
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| And all those things gotta try to defend our entire country from corruption
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| with the words of Thomas Jefferson
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| She never planned for things to ever go that way
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| If you think the system’s working — ask somebody who ain’t
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| Ask somebody who ain’t
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| Ask somebody who ain’t
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| Ask somebody who ain’t
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| Ask somebody who ain’t
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| Ask somebody who ain’t
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| Ask somebody who ain’t
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| Ask somebody… |