| Get yourself a cooler, lay yourself low
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| Coincidental murder, with nothing to show
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| With the judge, constipation will go to his head
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| And his wife's aggravation, you're soon enough dead
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| It's the same old story, same old song and dance, my friend
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| It's the same old story, same old song and dance, my friend
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| Gotcha with the cocaine they found with your gun
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| No smooth-face lawyer to get you undone
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| Say love ain't the same on the south side of town
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| You could look, but you ain't gonna find it around
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| It's the same old story, same old song and dance, my friend (Uh)
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| It's the same old story, same old story, same old song and dance
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| Fate comes a-knocking, doors start locking
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| Your old time connection, change your direction
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| You ain't gonna change it, can't rearrange it
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| Can't stand the pain when it's all the same to you, my friend
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| When you're low down and dirty, from walking the street
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| With your old hurdy-gurdy, no one to meet
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| Say love ain't the same, on the south side of town
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| You could look, but you ain't gonna find it around
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| It's the same old story, same old song and dance, my friend
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| It's the same old story, same old story, same old song and dance, yeah |