| Come on!
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| Whoa!
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| Tryin' to make a silk purse
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| From a drunken pig, now
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| Just because the masses do it
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| Don’t mean that it’s hip
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| You can lead a whore to culture
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| But you cannot make her think
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| You can try to give her champagne
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| But a beer’s her favorite drink
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| Baby, you are outta luck
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| Baby, don’t cha know that I’m…
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| Stuck on
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| The wrong side of the tracks
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| When ya cross them, sugar
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| You can’t ever go back
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| Class I got a ton of
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| Even though it’s all low, now
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| When it comes to bad behavior
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| You know I steal the show, huh!
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| Like to scare the next door neighbors
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| Bring the property values down
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| What was once a little mansion
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| Well, it seems so damned rundown
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| Baby, you are outta luck
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| Baby, don’t cha know that I’m…
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| Stuck on
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| The wrong side of the tracks
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| When ya cross them, sugar
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| You can’t ever go back, whoa!
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| If the music makes me money
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| And it brings me lots of cash
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| Well, the people at the country club
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| Will they call me nouveau trash
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| Because I pull up on my Harley
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| Not a Jaguar or a Benz
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| I’ll be tearin' up the golf course
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| With all my drunken friends
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| Baby, you are outta luck
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| Yes, you are, yes, you are, yes, you are
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| Baby, don’t cha know that I’m…
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| Stuck on
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| The wrong side of the tracks
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| When ya cross them, honey
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| You, can’t ever go back
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| Yeah, I’m stuck on
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| The wrong side of the tracks
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| Wrong side of the tracks, wrong side of the tracks
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| Wrong side of the tracks, wrong side of the tracks… |