| Son of a gun, you though it was fun
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| You went and jump the gun
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| Now have to be on the run
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| I told you to stop it
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| But you wouldn’t drop it
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| Greed took control of you
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| You bite off more than you can chew
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| You bite, bite off, you bite off
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| More than you can chew
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| You make it a habit
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| Turn people in drug addict
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| You’re like a devil
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| All packed up with evil
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| You should have stopped
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| Before you shot a cop
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| Now the sheriff is after you
|
| You bite off more than you can chew
|
| You bite, bite off, you bite off
|
| More than you can chew
|
| Son of a gun, you though it was fun
|
| You went and jump the gun
|
| Now have to be on the run
|
| I told you to stop it
|
| But you wouldn’t drop it
|
| Greed took control of you
|
| You bite off more than you can chew
|
| You bite, bite off, you bite off
|
| More than you can chew
|
| You make it a habit
|
| Turn people in drug addict
|
| You’re like a devil
|
| All packed up with evil
|
| You should have stopped
|
| Before you shot a cop
|
| Now the sheriff is after you
|
| You bite off more than you can chew
|
| You bite, bite off, you bite off
|
| More than you can chew
|
| You bite, bite off, you bite off
|
| More than you can chew |