| I know you’re only talking to keep the silence out
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| Maybe you should listen and leave some room for doubt
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| You’re just handing out bad reputations
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| Why don’t you shut your mouth?
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| Overnight sensation
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| All mouth and no soul
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| The bad boys sold your franchise
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| And stole your rock 'n' roll
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| I know I ain’t no beauty, but I know who I am
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| I ain’t running for sheriff, I ain’t that kind of man
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| To live outside the law, my dear
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| You gotta give a damn
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| Overnight sensation
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| You’ve been shot full of holes
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| The bad boys sold your franchise
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| And stole your rock 'n' roll
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| You know you put the hurt on me
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| You do it all the same
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| But guys ain’t supposed to hurt at all
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| Our faces fit the frame
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| You know I’m only talking to keep you here with me
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| Maybe you should listen, how hard could it be?
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| Good manners don’t cost nothing
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| But that ain’t what you want from me
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| Overnight sensation
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| Turned your hard heart cold
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| The bad boys sold your franchise
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| Stole your rock 'n' roll
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| You’re just looking for someone
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| To take your spirit home
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| The bad boys sold your franchise, baby
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| And stole your rock 'n' roll |