| I stood up for the first time
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| When I was just eleven months old
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| And ever since that day, my mama said
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| I never done what I was told
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| I never stood for nothing too much
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| All through my schooling years
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| But I stood as much as I could stand
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| I guess that’s why I’m still standing here
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| Yes, and
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| I stood up
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| When love called my name, baby
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| I stood up
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| Even when that love was all in vain, baby
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| I got stood up once
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| And left out in the pouring rain, baby
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| But I stood up
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| And I’d do it again
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| I guess she never understood what she could do
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| With all her flaming red hair
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| But I could not stand the heat in her kitchen
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| So, Jack, I got out of there
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| I stood up to get a pack of cigarettes
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| Down at the corner store
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| New she’s standing in some corner of my heart
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| Behind the kitchen screen door
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| I stood up
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| When love called my name, baby
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| I stood up
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| Even when that love was all in vain, baby
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| I got stood up once
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| And left out in the pouring rain, baby
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| But I stood up
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| And I’d do it again
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| I don’t know about you
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| But there’s a lot of things I never stood up to
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| Even as I turned and walked away
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| I guess that’s why I’m standing on my own
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| Two feet today
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| Now they gave last call for alcohol
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| And no one has to carry me home
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| You see I only work here now man
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| My drinking days are long gone
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| I couldn’t stand up after one, no
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| 'Til twenty had me down on the floor
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| Now the first one doesn’t get me
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| Even though I’m still the last one out the door
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| I stood up
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| When love called my name, baby
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| I stood up
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| Even when that love was all in vain, baby
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| I got stood up once
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| And left out in the pouring rain, baby
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| But I stood up
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| And I’d do it again |