| Ooh, big man with a grip of steel
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| And a hard fast time with the kicks
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| He ain’t big when the chips are down
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| I bet you got a guitar lick
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| He turns back and rolls over
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| Curls up in a ball
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| Someday I guess we gotta find out
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| We’re all alone
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| So we’d better stand tall o. |
| k
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| We are more than the answers
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| And we are here never few
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| Those silly things when people tell me what to do
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| We’re alone in a dark sheet of blue
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| Sweet loving, sweet loving I run for cover
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| Stop giving your pain to me, sweet talking and liberty
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| You are all I could need
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| Grown a thousand from my sea yeah
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| We must do what we must do and then in time
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| I will talk and I’ll take my line
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| Sweet loving, sweet loving and run for cover
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| Stop giving your pain to me, sweet talking and liberty, yeah
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| My daddy is a bigger man
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| He’s the lone wolf run with the pack
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| Ran out after living his part
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| And he told me to never look back
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| Don’t dilute the water man
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| Look ready to beg
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| Someday I guess we gotta find out
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| We’re all alone
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| So we’d better stand tall alright
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| My daddy said to me just give it a try boy
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| Said you ain’t got a monkey on your back
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| I said oh I don’t know why
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| Don’t dilute the water man, don’t dilute the water man
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| Don’t dilute the water man, don’t dilute the water man
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| Don’t do it to me |