| Oh I was born and raised in Alabam
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| Well it sounds better than Leeds
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| Mama said the sooner you grow up
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| The sooner you can leave
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| And thus I came into existence
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| What else can I tell you
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| I could reminisce about the kiss
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| That really blew my mind
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| I could demonstrate how when I was eight
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| I celebrated nine
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| I could be young I might be old
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| I could be and if so
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| So what
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| Got my finger on the trigger
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| Whatever that’s supposed to mean
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| Got my thumb caught in between the door
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| After which I screamed
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| It only hurts now when I suck it
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| What else can I tell you
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| Well its very sad to think you had
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| More money than good sense
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| Now you’ve lost it all your back to call
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| On me you’re oldest friend
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| I’m not a man who minces words
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| And if that sounds absurd
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| So what
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| Even if it’s likely to become the flavour of the year
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| Demonstrating for the right to work is work that is sincere
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| There ain’t no pride in being idle
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| What else can I tell you
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| Well I’ve been described as looking like a nothing of a man
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| Had my work reviewed by critics who dismiss me out of hand
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| They say I’m middle of the road I say if that is so
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| So what |