| You got your fingers runnin' through my hair
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| I got my stereo loud
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| You’re barefoot dancing in your underwear
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| I bet your daddy’d be proud
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| But he ain’t no where around
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| He said he’s never gonna change his mind
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| Man, won’t you leave her alone
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| I bet one day he’s gonna eat his pride
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| Choking on the bone
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| When i’m on the Rolling Stone
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| Yeah, I’m on the Rolling Stone
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| Hey baby, take a run with me, smell that rubber burn
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| You think your life, it is a tragedy, feel my motor hum
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| You think you’re headed down a one way track
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| The only color in your future’s black
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| You wanna leave and never come back around
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| I’ll put that hammer down
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| Tell me what you gotta lose
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| You ain’t got nothing at all
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| You ain’t got nothing tha you gotta prove
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| You ain’t against the wall
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| You’re just fed up with it all
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| You’re fed up with it all
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| Repeat Chorus |