| I got more than one good reason to keep A loaded Gun
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| Payed too much for my freedom, ain’t living on the run
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| My eyes have seen the devil man, I’m slowly turning blind
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| More than one good reason to say: yippie ya yeah
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| A restless beast inside of me is waiting for its turn
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| A california prayer book can make my fingers burn
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| Until the day they lower me six feet in the ground
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| Wherever there’s A game of cards you’ll see me hang around
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| Now roll the dice
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| Lady, luck is on my side
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| One for the money, too for the show
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| Hold on tight, now here we go
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| I got more than one good reason to keep A loaded Gun
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| Payed too much for my freedom, ain’t living on the run
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| My eyes have seen the devil man, I’m slowly turning blind
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| More than one good reason to say: yippie ya, yippie ya yeah
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| When you’re dancing with the devil man, you can’t expect to lead
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| I know that I can make him dance to the sound of my own beat
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| He can’t see through my poker face, nor through my dirty smile
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| When the devil says my time is up, I’m going down in style
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| Now roll the dice
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| Lady, luck is on my side
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| Common reaper deal the cards, A wop-bop-a-loo-bop-a-bop-bam-boo
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| I got more than one good reason to keep A loaded Gun
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| Payed too much for my freedom, ain’t living on the run
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| My eyes have seen the devil man, I’m slowly turning blind
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| More than one good reason to say: yippie ya, yippie ya yeah
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| That’s right man
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| I say:
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| Yippie ya, yippie ya yeah
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| Yippie ya, yippie ya yeah
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| Yippie ya, yippie ya yeah
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| Yippie ya, yippie ya yeah
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| Yippie ya, yippie ya yeah
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| Yippie ya, yippie ya yeah
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| Yippie ya, yippie ya yeah
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| I went down to the crossroads, to make myself A deal
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| I gave away my rotten soul, had nothing left to feel
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| I shook hands with devil man and as I turned away…
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| …I could hear the devil scream: yippie ya, yippie ya yeah |