| How you get so rude and reckless?
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| Don’t you be so crude and feckless
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| You been drinkin' brew for breakfast
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| Rudie can’t fail, no, no
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| So we reply
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| I know that my life makes you nervous
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| But I tell you that I can’t live in service
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| Like the doctor who’s born for a purpose
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| Rudie can’t fail
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| I went to the market to realize my soul
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| What I need I just don’t have
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| First they curse, then they press me 'til I hurt
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| Rudie can’t fail
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| First you must cure your temper
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| Then find a job in a paper
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| You need someone for a saviour
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| Rudie can’t fail, oh no
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| Now we get a’rude and a’reckless
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| To been seen looking cool and speckless
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| An' drinking brew for breakfast
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| Rudie can’t fail, oh no
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| I went to the market to realize my soul
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| 'Cause what I need I just don’t have
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| First they curse, then they press me 'til I hurt
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| Rudie can’t fail
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| Looking pretty cool with a chicken skin suit
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| Looking pretty hot in your pork pie hat
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| Rudie can’t fail
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| Rudie can’t fail
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| Rudie can’t fail
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| Rudie can’t fail
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| Rudie can’t fail
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| Rudie can’t fail
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| Rudie can’t fail
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| Rudie can’t fail |