| His mother’s son, you know he tries and tries
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| But in the end it’s all a waste of time
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| 'Cause even when he’s right he’s wrong
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| Daddy’s little girl just cries and cries
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| Seeing the world through teenage eyes
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| Listening to another sad song
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| Hoping change is coming around the corner
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| But even when you’re halfway to heaven
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| You’re only halfway through hell
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| Walking on the pathway together
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| Throwing pennies in the wishing well
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| Nothing left to do but soldier on
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| My mother dried up my tears
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| «Son, you’re going to live for many years
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| So there ain’t much sense in being on your own»
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| Now people keep saying don’t be no fool
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| Don’t play with love, she’s much too cruel
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| To win, you need a heart made out of stone
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| Hoping change is coming around the corner
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| But even when you’re halfway to heaven
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| You’re only halfway through hell
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| Walking on the pathway together
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| Throwing pennies in the wishing well
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| Nothing left to do but soldier on
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| His mother’s son, you know he tries and tries
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| But in the end it’s all a waste of time
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| 'Cause even when he’s right he’s wrong |