| Well I finally got some money
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| And a daughter by the name of Jane
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| But all that money that I got
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| I acquired from selling cocaine
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| You don’t where I’m going
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| And you don’t where I’ve been
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| But when you hear the angels singing
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| I’ll be coming 'round again
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| Had a couple of drinks Memphis
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| Had some whiskey and some malt
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| But when I tried to fight the waitress
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| She showed me the asphalt
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| You don’t where I’m going
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| And you don’t where I’ve been
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| But when you hear the angels singing
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| I’ll be coming 'round again
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| And when I saw my reflection
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| In this dame’s 45
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| Well I turned ran in the other direction
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| But she fired and I died
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| You don’t where I’m going
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| And you don’t where I’ve been
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| But when you hear the angels singing
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| I’ll be coming 'round again |