| Now that you know why I’m leaving
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| And your mum’s yelling out that she hopes I don’t come back
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| Of course she would say that
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| Don’t forget what I told you bout your demons
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| They’re just thoughts in your head while you sleep no more than that
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| Now fetch my duffle bag
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| If my ride ain’t here, then it’s coming
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| I can feel it not so far away
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| And I know you’re angry youngen
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| Dry your eyes up
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| Or you won’t see
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| Big dog walkin away
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| Now if you think I’m chasing the seasons
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| Like a van is some place to be
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| I’m your step dad
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| And I know they say I’m scheming of leaving
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| Dreaming my life away
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| But if you see my name in the headlines
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| And they’re all pissing on me
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| I’m your step dad
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| And I know they say I’m frail and broken
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| But you can’t treat your mum that way
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| I’ll tell you how I got to Memphis
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| Saw your ma on a TV show and that was that
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| Both my bags were packed
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| I could put you to sleep just by reading
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| Or turn the living room into an avalanche
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| I loved to make you laugh
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| If the paps ain’t here, then their comin
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| I can hear their flashes blast away
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| And I know you’re tired youngen
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| Time to wise up
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| Or you won’t see
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| What your dad does for pay
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| Now if you think I’m chasing the seasons
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| Like a van is some place to be
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| I’m your step dad
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| And I know they say I’m scheming of leaving
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| Dreaming my life away
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| But if you see my name in the headlines
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| And they’re all pissing on me
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| I’m your step dad
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| And I know they say I’m frail and broken
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| But you can’t treat your mum that way |