| I’ve been sitting here, thinking
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| About when I started in drinking
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| I went on to dope
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| It surely did change my life
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| I cried a tear in a beer for me
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| I lost everything near and dear to me
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| Namely my children and my wife
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| My idea of having a good time
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| Was sitting with my head between my knees
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| I knew everything there was to know
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| Everything except which way to go
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| I cried, oh, God, take me will you, please
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| Many a time I swore up and down
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| I didn’t need any of this junk that was going round
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| I can quit; |
| let me finish what I got
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| After all, this stuff sure costs a lot
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| Then I’ll get my feet back on the ground
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| I can’t tell nobody how to live their life
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| Even though inside we’re all the same
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| All those things are toys I was playing with
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| You know we’re all losers in that game, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Now since I’ve been straight I haven’t been in my cups
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| I’m not shooting downs, I’m not using ups
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| You know I’m still as crazy as a loon
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| Even though I don’t run out and cop a spoon
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| But thank the good lord, God, I had enough
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| (Had enough)
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| Now, I got a friend, his name is Richard Grands
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| He says you don’t need to be stoned to grow a friend
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| Believe me you’re all beautiful people just the way you are
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| Tell me, what has that stuff done for you so far, yeah
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| I’ve been sitting here thinking
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| Been winking, I been blinking
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| I don’t have to sit around no more and nod
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| With my nose in the eggs, you know
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| I can do anything that I wanna do
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| I do it straight I do it so much better too
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| And it’s, it’s gotta start right in your own backyard
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| I said it’s gotta start right in your own backyard
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| You know everybody has their own beautiful backyard
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| You might have oil wells in your own back yard
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| Yeah, your own backyard… |