| Ain’t that a bitch, I burned a U.A.
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| Yea, looks like I fucked up again
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| I look down at my long list of apologies
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| Baby I don’t know where to begin
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| The back of the car I hear you crying
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| The cruiser starts rolling away
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| Stretch out my legs try and settle in
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| Tell the cop I wasn’t raised with way
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| I can’t win for losing
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| I start out strong but I always fall
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| I can’t win for losing
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| If it weren’t for bad luck I’d have no luck at all
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| Lord knows how many times I bowed my head and asked
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| him how I wound up here?
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| When it’s time to line up behind the eight ball I’m
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| the first one to volunteer
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| Everyone’s always asking me «when will I come in from the cold?»
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| I sit back, relax, and sip on my tea till the next tragedy unfolds
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| I can’t win for losing
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| I start out strong but I always fall
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| I can’t win for losing
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| If it weren’t for bad luck I’d have no luck at all
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| So the next time you place a bet make sure you can
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| live with the odds that you get
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| I didn’t get this pretty face by playing it safe
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| I still ain’t learned my lesson yet
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| I can’t win for losing
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| I start out strong but I always fall
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| I can’t win for losing
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| If it weren’t for bad luck I’d have no luck at all
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| Win for losing
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| I can’t win for losing
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| Win for losing |