| It comes to me, plain to see
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| Not only me, nowhere to be, I got a ride
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| Go leave it on the ground and throw a bone
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| Not on my own, I got a zone, I got a ride
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| Lift this sick old leg (Ooh)
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| Far from the other leg
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| Lick this sick instinct (Ooh)
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| Drip from a constant heartache
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| And leave it on the ground until it’s down
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| My mind is blown, it’s coming home, it’s in my eyes
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| And when it makes a sound, the coast is clear
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| Not on my own, I got a zone, I got a ride
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| Lit from a light within
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| Made from a brittle thing
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| We got a special thing (Ooh)
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| Stuck between a rock and a hard place
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| Go leave it on the ground
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| Go, go, go, go
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| Go leave it on the ground
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| Go, go, go, go
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| Go leave it on the ground
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| Go, go, go, go
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| Go leave it on the ground
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| Go, go, go, go |