| Is it wrong to think that it ain’t no fun
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| To be anything but second to none?
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| When I’m second to him every time that I come around
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| Tell me baby, how long 'til we’re gonna get down?
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| I’m a stranger now in my own house
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| I’m a brand new man watching her undo her blouse
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| I see my mama of a princess, though she herself was never a queen
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| So now I’m heading out West and I’m gonna get this body clean
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| Throw it out
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| Make some noise
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| Whatever that it takes you to destroy
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| Each and every sign of life but little old me He’s away
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| He’s in jail
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| Why don’t you man the ship before it sets sail?
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| I said we’re heading absolutely, positively straight into a storm
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| If we go all the way back now, where the story began
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| Back when I was getting paid and I’m a lucky man
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| And then I got busy, and I’m messing up all my good things
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| I said. |
| «I'ma sweep her, oh, sweep her right off her feet.»
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| Now I’m sitting here afraid of my next move
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| I feel worlds apart from how she thinks I do Sometimes baby, it feels like maybe I don’t have any blood
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| No heart, no soul, no hands, no feet, no love
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| Throw it out
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| Make some noise
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| Whatever it takes you to destroy
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| Each and every sign of life but little old me He’s away
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| He’s in jail
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| Why don’t you man the ship before it sets sail?
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| I said we’re heading absolutely, positively straight into a storm
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| Throw it out
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| Make some noise
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| Whatever it takes you to destroy
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| Each and every sign of life but little old me He’s away
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| He’s in jail
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| Why don’t you man the ship before it sets sail?
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| I said we’re heading absolutely, positively straight into a storm |