| Mmm
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| Company, always on the run
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| Destiny, mmm, is a rising sun
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| Oh, I was born six-gun in my hand
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| Behind a gun, I make my final stand, hey
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| It's why they call me
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| Bad company and I can't deny
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| Bad company 'til the day I die
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| Oh, 'til the day I die
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| 'Til the day I die
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| Rebel souls, deserters we are called
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| Chose a gun and threw away the song
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| Now these towns, they all know our name
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| Six-gun sound is our claim to fame
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| I can hear them say
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| Bad company and I won't deny
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| Bad, bad company 'til the day I die
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| Ha, ha, oh yeah
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| 'Til the day I die, ooh
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| Oh
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| Hey, hey, hey
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| Bad company, I can't deny
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| Bad company 'til the day I die
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| What'd I say now?
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| Is bad company
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| Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Bad company 'til the day I die
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| Whoa yes
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| Said I'm young and I'm free
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| Oh, but I'm-a bad company
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| That's the way I play, yeah
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| Dirty for dirty, heh
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| Oh, somebody double-cross me
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| Double-cross for double-cross
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| Yeah, we're bad company
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| Oh, the cold wind blowing, ah
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| Mmm yeah |