| Woke up this morning, at the break of noon
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| Same old story, and the same old tune
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| I got to move on out, I got to find some place to play
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| Find a place to play, 'cause it’s another day in LA
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| Well, I got no dough, because it’s always spent
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| Sell my clothes to try to pay my rent
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| I love my home, but I don’t have strength to play
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| I need strength to play, 'cause it’s another day in LA
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| Oh! |
| Ha! |
| I hope they come to night!
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| Pray’n that they come see the show
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| Ha! |
| I hope they cheer tonight
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| I may never get a second chance you know
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| But I got keep believe’n, I got keep believe’n today I’m gonna be a star
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| Oh, I loved the girl that really dug my style
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| The hear me solo, she would walk for miles
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| But, if she took me home what would her father say?
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| Say you got no future, 'sept another day in LA
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| So she left me Sunday for a guy named Mule
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| He works in Deles selling cars to fools
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| He loves her less, but what else can I say?
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| Well, he loves he less, but it’s another day in LA
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| Oh! |
| Ha! |
| I hope they come to night!
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| Pray’n that they come see the show
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| Ha! |
| I hope they cheer tonight
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| I may never get a second chance you know
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| But I got keep believe’n, I got keep believe’n today I’m gonna be a star
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| Nobody seems to care that is unless their paid
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| Forget my name try to call me babe
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| But, I will not quit, 'cause today could be my day
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| Is today my day or just another day in LA
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| Oh! |
| Ha! |
| I hope they come to night!
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| Pray’n that they come see the show
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| Ha! |
| I hope they cheer tonight
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| I may never get a second chance you know
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| But I got keep believe’n, I got keep believe’n today I’m gonna be a star
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| Yeah! |
| make me a star baby! |