| Am I too young, am I too old
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| I really don’t know when I’m told
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| No one here can tell me what to do
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| If I’d have listened once or twice
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| And maybe taken their advise
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| Everything would happen very soon
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| But let me tell you one and all
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| I’m the kind that just can’t wait in line
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| Never one to question why
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| Walk straight in, I always do or die
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| Well you can knock me down
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| But don’t count me out
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| When it all comes down to the final round
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| You’re gonna see the best come out of me
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| And I know in faith, we all must trust
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| But I’ve seen you faith turn to lust
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| And every now and then, I clearly see
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| Let me tell you one and all
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| I’m the kind that just can’t start a fight
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| But if trouble’s what your looking for
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| Walk straight in, I always do or die
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| Left alone I know I’ll get by
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| Still I stand, and I know I still do or die
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| Let me tell you one and all
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| I’m the kind that just can’t wait in line
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| Never one to question why
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| Walk straight in
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| I always walk straight in
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| Do or die
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| Do or die |