| Walk in like a fistful of bottle rockets
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| It’s only the flints on my back pocket
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| You never seen what you gonna see
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| And you won’t believe when you see it But it’s only me
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| I’m your leading man, uh-huh
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| Up front like the leader of the band, yeah
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| The one thing ya must understand, uh-huh
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| You got to draw a line in the sand, yeah
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| For the leading man
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| Rip rollin' on the rug and it’s alright
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| Slip slidin' in the truck and it’s all night
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| You’re gonna feel what you’re gonna feel
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| And it’s gonna feel, yeah, feel alright, yeah
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| I’m your leading man, uh-huh
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| Up front like the leader of the band, yeah
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| The one thing ya must understand, uh-huh
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| You got to draw a line in the sand, yeah
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| For the leading man
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| Got those alligators on the corner acting up And the bravest has a hole on the back of his drum
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| He’s a snake skin lizard to the tip of his tongue
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| Hold my gun and tell me where you’re from
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| I’m your leading man, uh-huh
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| Up front like the leader of the band, mmm-hmm
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| The one thing ya must understand, yeah
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| I got to draw a line in the sand, yeah
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| I’m the leading man
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| All you suckers get the back of my hand
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| Dudes run while the pretty girls stare
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| Don’t hate me for the way the chips land
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| I’m you’re leading man
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| Up front like the leader of the band |