| Sentimental, when it suits you
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| You never remember when you don’t have to
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| No leaves on the money tree
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| And I love a girl who don’t love me
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| Get up, hit the roof
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| If you want to see the lie of the land as proof
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| A lot of things up in the air
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| When you’re down in the basement, you don’t care
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| Get up, hit the bricks
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| I never get enough of your party tricks
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| Pull that tail, rattle that box
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| Sleeping dogs never use no clocks
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| You’ll sell everything
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| To get out of this hole you’re in
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| Breaking up the western way
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| We’ll be happy in the east someday
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| You’re sentimental- when it suits you
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| You never see the bullet that final shoots you
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| She’ll say remember when
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| And what’ll I say to her then
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| Come on, get up, hit the bricks
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| I never get enough of your party tricks
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| Pull that tail, rattle that box
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| Sleeping dogs never use no clocks
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| I don’t know why
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| You won’t let sleeping dogs lie
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| Come on, get up, reach for the sky
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| I’m gonna live till the day I die
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| I don’t know why
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| You won’t let sleeping dogs lie
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| Get up, hit the bricks
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| Baby baby, rattle that box
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| Sleeping dogs don’t use no clocks
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| Get up, reach for the sky
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| I’m gonna live till the day I die
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| I don’t know why
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| You won’t let sleeping dogs lie
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| Sleeping dogs lie |