| Hey
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| Working the streets till way after dark
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| Drives a beat up Chevy back to the trailer park
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| Runs the shower to wash off the men
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| Tomorrow night she'll do it again
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| But later on at the bar and grill
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| She's drinking with her friends till she gets a thrill
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| Cause nothing's gonna brake her will
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| Life's a bitch, I don't know why
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| There's no shelter, no alibi
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| Life's a bitch, no easy way
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| No lucky number, no holiday
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| Single dad, he works two jobs
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| He's cooking meals while he cleans the house
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| He's got no love life, the rents overdue
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| The kids need braces, glasses and shoes
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| And even though his life is hell
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| When he looks at the pictures up on the shelves
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| He just smiles to himself
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| Life's a bitch, I don't know why
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| There's no shelter, no alibi
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| Life's a bitch, no easy way
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| No lucky number, no holiday
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| Hell yeah
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| It's gonna be alright
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| Hell yeah
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| Just keep walking on through the night
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| Life's a bitch
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| Hell yeah
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| It's gonna be alright
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| Hell yeah
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| Keep on walking through the night
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| Life's a bitch, I don't know why
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| There's no shelter, no alibi
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| Life's a bitch, so they say
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| No champagne and no crème brûlée
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| Life's a bitch
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| Life's a bitch and then you die
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| Then it's over just say goodbye |