| What did I do, tell me what did I say
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| That kicked up dirt and brought out this side of you baby
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| It’s one of those moods, yeah it’s the one of those days
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| What kind of dark snuck up and took a bite of you baby
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| The longer it goes well, the shorter your fuse
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| Maybe you’d know if you walked in my shoes
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| Damned if I don’t and I’m damned if I do
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| Cold as the concrete
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| Tough as a backstreet
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| Like a frat boy at hell week
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| Babe, you got a mean streak
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| Fire in the hole and a hole in my heart
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| You’re on a roll and I’m takin cover now baby
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| Where does it end and where do I start
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| To soften the sting one way or another now baby
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| Be good to me honey I’m on your side
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| I’m gonna bend gonna let a lot slide
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| But hey what’s the deal with your Jekyll and Hyde?
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| Rough as a dry creek
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| Sharp as a hawk’s beak
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| Coming fast as a stampede
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| Babe you got a mean streak
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| Hard as an oak tree
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| Mas as a queen bee
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| Hot as Majave
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| Yeah it burns like a dry heat
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| Tight as a kite string
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| Bad as a black sheep
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| Sure as a heart beat
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| Babe you got a mean streak
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| There in your shadows, save room for me |