| Hey, hey, hey!
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| Well alright
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| Threw up blood last night backstage in Madrid
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| Said 'Hey everybody come gather round it’s the coolest
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| Thing I ever did'
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| Now I’m back in the land of worthless cash
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| No stops cops and no hash
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| Touching down in my hometown
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| You know I love Atlanta G. A
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| It’s getting harder aech year
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| Drinking watered down beer
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| In the late great U.S.A
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| Come on
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| Hey, hey, hey!
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| Last night I was in Amsterdam
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| Window shopping for whores
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| Getting high in the street
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| I wanna do this forever more
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| Now I’m back in the land of worthless cash
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| No stops cops and no hash
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| Touching down in my hometown
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| You know I love Atlanta G. A
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| It’s getting harder aech year
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| Drinking watered down beer
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| In the late great U.S.A
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| Let’s go
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| Now it’s where I was born
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| Always proud and never ashamed
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| And I ain’t some hick who gets
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| His kicks trying to place blame
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| But if I’ve had enough
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| And some day moved away
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| I’ll shed a tear and drink a
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| Watered down beer for
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| The late great U.S.A |