| Growing up I was always mama’s angel,
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| Never thought I’d ever fall from grace.
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| I was taught to walk with God and run from trouble,
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| But I ran with a crowd that was bound to change my ways.
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| Yeah I was proud to be in the bad news crowd,
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| The one my mama warned me about,
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| The closest thing to hell she’s ever raised.
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| But when I look back on those days,
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| I know I’d never change a thing.
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| I made mistakes that paved the way for the man I am today,
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| I’m proud of 'em all,
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| And I had a ball,
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| Bending the rules and breaking the law.
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| We were bad about sneaking out and shooting road signs.
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| Throwing eggs and rolling every yard in town.
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| Yeah, my claim to fame was a Babe Ruth swing on a mailbox.
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| Yeah, the police just loved driving me around.
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| 'Cause I was proud to be in the bad news crowd,
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| The one my mama warned me about,
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| The closest thing to hell she’s ever raised.
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| But when I look back on those days,
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| I know I’d never change a thing.
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| I made mistakes that paved the way for the man I am today,
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| I’m proud of 'em all,
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| And I had a ball,
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| Bending the rules and breaking the law.
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| You learn to walk the way you talk,
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| The DUI means SOL,
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| Respect is earned,
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| You live and learn and pray.
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| You learn to pray.
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| Yeah, we were proud to be in the bad news crowd,
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| One our mamas warned us about,
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| The closest thing to hell they ever raised.
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| But when we look back on those days,
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| I know we’d never change a thing,
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| We made mistakes that paved the way for the men we are today.
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| We’re proud of 'em y’all,
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| And we had a ball,
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| Bending the rules and breaking the law. |