| I never had a lot to bring to the party
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| But a self-importance far beyond vanity
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| And a manic depression that just wouldn’t go away
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| Like Peckinpah with a bouquet of poison ivy
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| How many six packs does it take to screw in a light?
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| Sometimes, it’s good to be alive, baby, sometimes it’s alright
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| Nothing like a little vacation once in awhile
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| At the Cable Car Hotel, San Francisco style
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| For three nights and three days
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| Jesus hung on a boom box while it played
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| Every single song ever sung by Billie Holiday
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| How many six packs does it take to screw in a light?
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| It’s good to be alive, baby, sometimes it’s alright
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| Afterwards, I’m on California Street looking at the sky
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| The sun is going down pouring salt into my eyes
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| Like he said, when the lights go out, so does fear
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| And you only see beauty as it begins to disappear
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| How many six packs does it take to screw in a light?
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| It’s good to be alive, baby, sometimes it’s alright
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| How many six packs does it take to screw in a light?
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| It’s good to be alive, baby, sometimes it’s alright |