| You can’t tell me how to live my life
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| But you can watch me do it if you want
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| I think you think you might run the tight ship
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| And congrats on that but
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| In the morning, I am recording
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| That’s the way it should be when
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| That’s the way it is
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| I’m a man and I’m a mess
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| See I go up and down around
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| Cause there’s a whirlwind in my head just like a hurricane
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| Cause there’s a honey and there’s a comb
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| There’s a sugar and a cane
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| It’s my home and it’s my house
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| Anyhow, and it’s time to go there
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| Early dawnin', early dawnin'
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| Early dawnin', early dawnin'
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| All my days, closer to dying
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| But I am, is what it is
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| There’s been times, guilty of crimes
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| But I won’t apologize, I ain’t got time
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| All my nights, further from livin'
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| But I don’t mind, take my time
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| We got heart, we got soul
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| I don’t know what I’ve been told
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| Streets of heaven are overflowin'
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| I don’t know what I’ve been told
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| Streets of heaven, the gorgeous thrones
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| Early dawnin' early dawnin'
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| Early dawnin' early dawnin' |