| It ain’t hard to tell the difference
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| Between wrong and right
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| You don’t send a man to prison just
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| For kissing his wife goodnight
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| The devil’s in the details
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| And freight trains don’t get derailed by a dime
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| I struggle for perfection
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| And I know I’m not alone
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| There ain’t no prize for passing out
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| A thousand miles from home
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| The proof is in the pudding
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| I didn’t I was cooking at the time
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| I’ve been loved by an angel
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| Who took on a whole lot more than just a handful
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| So I don’t take for granted
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| A twisted mind that’s finally disentangled
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| Now my best days are the ones that I spent thankful
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| When I hit that bumpy runway
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| I knew that I had landed
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| All beat up and down enough
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| To do what was demanded
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| They all came out to see if
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| There was any meat left on the bone
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| I’ve been loved by an angel
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| Who took on a whole lot more than just a handful
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| So I don’t take for granted
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| A twisted mind that’s finally disentangled
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| Now my best days are the ones that I spent thankful
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| I’ve been loved by an angel
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| Who took on a whole lot more than just a handful
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| So I don’t take for granted
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| A twisted mind that’s finally disentangled
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| Oh, I hate that I’ve been so damn hard to wrangle
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| Now, my best days are the ones that I spent thankful
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| Oh, my best days are the ones that I spent thankful |