| Got enough pretty, perfect, shiny in this town
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| Got enough good enough to go around
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| Got enough heart string, said the right things
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| Everything in a bottle
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| We had our few of feeling good
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| To the same old sound
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| Bring on the sinners now
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| Crazies welcome
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| Crazies welcome
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| Want some live it, want some felt it
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| Want some lost it, couldn’t help it
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| To save my life, makes us wanna cry some tears
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| Crazies welcome
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| Round here
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| Gimme hardcores, kicking down doors
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| Saying «Up yours»
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| They kind that used to run these streets
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| Man, they were hard to beat
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| Gimme some scandals, some hard to handles
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| Rocking wrangler tops
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| That don’t live their lives the way you want them to
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| Now, they do what they wanna do
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| Crazies welcome
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| Crazies welcome
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| Want some live it, want some felt it
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| Want some lost it, couldn’t help it
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| To save my life, makes us wanna cry some tears
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| Crazies welcome
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| Round here
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| Want some loners, want some losers
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| Want some sing about the truthers
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| Yeah their broken hearts are music to my ears
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| Crazies welcome
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| Crazies welcome
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| Want some live it, want some felt it
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| Want some lost it, couldn’t help it
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| To save my life, makes us wanna cry some tears
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| Crazies welcome
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| Around here
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| Aw yeah
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| Round here
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| Mmh |