| Keep your eyes wide open, babe
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| If you decide to take the long walk
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| My city screams of danger
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| And you’re on borrowed time
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| It comes from a jealous clock
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| And you’re a permanent stranger
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| So the last of the wild frontier kings
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| Is held for further questioning
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| When nothing’s left but death and taxes
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| The matter of the real fact is
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| You go through life as someone’s doormat
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| Well you don’t get no sportin' chance
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| Ain’t too much distance 'tween a pat on the back
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| And a kick in the pants
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| You do the Dogtown Shuffle
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| I know you talk the talk?
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| Yes I do!
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| I do the Dogtown Shuffle
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| But can you walk the walk?
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| Lemme see ya do it one time
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| Some self-made guy gets it in the ass
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| At the local mini-mall
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| Looks more like a warning than an example
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| And late at night
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| They said he used to sleep the sleep of the just
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| I sleep the sleep of the just after
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| They said the wild boys go head to head
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| And like the good book says be quick or dead!
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| Ante up or let 'em go
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| 'Cause I’m filing charges on your soul
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| It’s just a joke and you’re the punchline
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| Yeah, the streets are a million laughs
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| And if I must, well in God I’ll trust
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| Everybody else gotta pay cash
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| You do the Dogtown Shuffle
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| But can you talk the talk?
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| Let me hear ya
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| Do the Dogtown Shuffle
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| But can you walk the walk?
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| Now purely off the record, man
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| Yeah, I figured I was gonna go down
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| And get a little breakfast at the local Taco Truck
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| Yeah, my guise could use some refinement
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| But I’m on a self improvement kick these days
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| So what the fuck?
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| Hey man, there was a line behind me
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| A line behind me
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| Yeah, they always try to nail ya
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| Mom, God, Pie the whole routine
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| Well here’s a little trick that’ll never fail ya
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| In your time of need
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| You do the Dogtown Shuffle
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| Yeah, can you talk the talk, baby?
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| Do the Dogtown Shuffle
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| Lemme see you walk the walk
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| Walk it
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| Are ya, are ya, are ya ready boots?
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| Start walkin'
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| Scuse me, but I’m, I’m, I’m new in town
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| I was wonderin' if I could get directions to your place?
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| There goes the neighborhood |