| I was raised in a Catholic school, learned who to fire with and pray to I learned how to hold on from a book of old Psalms
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| And if you’re trying to sing an old song, you’re getting all the words wrong
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| Well, you’re just a-following along too closely in the book
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| I learned how to keep my head from something Paul said
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| About keeping the fruit in the spirit from the chorus down to the hook
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| And sometimes I wonder what in God’s name did I do to deserve you
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| Oh, to deserve you
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| 'Cause I just rolled and I tumbled, down a long road I stumbled
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| While shooting in the dark as to what’s best
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| And finally I found you without ever learning how to I put the right foot in front of the leg and beyond that is anybody’s guess
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| I learned how to keep my head from something Paul said
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| About keeping the fruit in the spirit from the chorus down to the hook
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| Oh, and sometimes I wonder what in God’s name did I do to deserve you
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| Oh, to deserve you
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| 'Cause I just rolled and I tumbled, down a long road I stumbled
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| While shooting in the dark as to what’s best
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| And finally I found you without ever learning how to I put the right foot in front of the leg
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| 'Cause I just rolled and I tumbled, down a long road I stumbled
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| While shooting in the dark as to what’s best
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| Oh, as to what’s best, as to what’s best
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| And finally I found you without ever learning how to I put the right foot in front of the leg and beyond that is anybody’s guess |