| There are a few things I need to smoke off my mind
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| Like a woman that left and a boss on my ass all the time
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| And I’m a lot like my Old Man
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| If you was to take a look at him
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| He’s got a shit eating grin on his face and a drink in his hand
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| I guess it runs in the family
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| I’m prolly going to Hell
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| If I don’t lay off of the Cocaine, the Hookers and the Whiskey
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| Keep my ass out of jail
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| Hell no I ain’t changing
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| Although it’s probably what I need
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| I wanna go out in flames
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| Go Out Like Hank
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| That’s my Outlaw Creed
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| When I drink I smoke and I cuss
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| And sometimes I fight
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| And sometimes when I fight I get to stay downtown locked up all night
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| My cousin Brian will bail me out and I’ll say Cuz
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| You saved my damn life
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| He’ll take me back to the bar and help me hook up with my brand new ex wife
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| I guess it runs in the family
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| I’m probably going to Hell
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| If I don’t lay off of the Cocaine, the Hookers and the Whiskey
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| Keep my ass out of jail
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| Hell no I ain’t changing
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| Although it’s probably what I need
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| I wanna go out in flames
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| Go Out Like Hank
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| That’s my Outlaw Creed
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| A few good ol' cowboys
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| Only friends that I need
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| I wanna go down in flames
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| Go Out Like Hank
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| That’s my Outlaw Creed
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| I wanna go down in flames
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| Go Out Like Hank |