| Take me down, my Tennessee
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| I’m high and dry, don’t follow me
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| Take me down, my Tennessee
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| I’m high and dry, don’t follow me
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| Love me twice, then run from me
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| Well, this boy, he needs no company
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| This life is sharp like Pittsburgh steel
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| Another dart with my piss-warm ale
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| It may be tough, don’t follow me
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| This boy, he needs no company
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| No company needed (Don't need it)
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| I find comfort on my own thought
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| I’m through with palm reading, no, no
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| It couldn’t give me what I don’t got
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| I don’t want a lifestyle like you, not me
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| Well, I’m a simple kind of man with a simple kind of plan
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| Like to keep it lowkey
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| This is my time, my money
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| I’ll spend it how I want, son
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| This is my drink, my lungs
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| I’ll die when I want, son
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| And don’t follow me
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| I don’t see eye to eye with society
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| And I’m a lost boy, forever young
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| Don’t expect an apology
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| She loves me still
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| And I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know why
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| My girl, she loves me still
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| She loves me still
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| And I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know why
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| My girl, she loves me still
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| She want a James Dean rebel, white shirt, blue jeans
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| Damn, Lana Del Rey, look what you’ve done to these teens
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| Well this is something for the fathers who don’t know better
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| (Goodnight, Daddy)
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| Your girl’s falling for the bad guy
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| It’s all because she don’t know better
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| So get the shotgun ready, y’all
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| This a different type of go-getter
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| There’s something rotten in Denmark
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| When the punks are getting bold with her
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| Oh, I’m no good, I’m no good, not me, not me
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| Please don’t follow
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| She loves me still
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| And I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know why
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| My girl, she loves me still
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| She loves me still
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| And I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know why
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| My girl, she loves me still |