| I’ve been over and I’ve been under
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| Been through all kinds of hell
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| Trouble was not only my middle name
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| It was my first as well
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| Through the years all I’ve encountered
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| I’ve lust one thing to say
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| Hold on to what you got
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| And don’t let it slip away
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| I’ve been taken for far more rides
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| To places I’ve never been
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| Stabbed so many times in the back
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| I so longer feel a thing
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| Ask me what all this has taught me
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| And I’ll tell you what I’ll say
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| Hold on …
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| Save it for a rainy day
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| And keep a watchful eye on anyone that tells you lies
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| See that it’s true
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| You get what your entitled to
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| I was brought up same as you were
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| No different and no worse
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| You could be sure my mother would hit me
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| If I tampered with her purse
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| All my life has been a lesson
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| The most Important to date
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| Hold on to what you got
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| And don’t let It slip away |