| Here we go
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| Once again
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| Four hail Marys
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| Nine amen
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| Don’t you worry
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| It’s gonna be alright
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| ‘Cause I’m the judge and jury
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| And we be up all night
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| You better check for pulse
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| You better check for pulse
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| You better check for, pulse
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| Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
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| All the bad things
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| That love can be
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| All in the blind spot
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| That we don’t see
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| Wipe the dirt
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| From your face
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| Dry your eyes
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| And I’ll play the ace
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| Ride along, ride along
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| There’s a place where you belong
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| Shake your ass, don’t you worry
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| ‘Bout the future, ‘bout the past
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| You will hurt the ones who love you
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| And they will hurt you right back
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| Sing along, sing along
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| Our love is a heart attack
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| You better check for pulse
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| You better check for pulse
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| You better check for pulse
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| You better check for pulse
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| So we check for pulse
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| You better check for pulse
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| If it’s goodbye
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| Well don’t be sad
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| Head up high
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| Come on wave your flag
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| We’re all in this
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| Without a clue
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| In the madness
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| But what can you do?
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| Ride along, ride along
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| There’s a place where you belong
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| Shake your ass, don’t you worry
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| ‘Bout the future, ‘bout the past
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| You will hurt the ones who love you
|
| And they will hurt you right back
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| Sing along, sing along
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| Our love is a heart attack
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| Ride along, ride along
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| There’s a place where you belong
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| Shake your ass, don’t you worry
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| ‘Bout the future, ‘bout the past
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| You will hurt the ones who love you
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| And they will hurt you right back
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| So sing along, sing along
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| Our love is a heart attack
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| You better check for pulse
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| You better check for pulse
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| You better check for pulse |