| I’ve been looking for someone…
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| Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
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| Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
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| Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh
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| And I’ve been looking for someone to put up with my bullshit
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| I can’t even leave my bedroom so I keep pouring
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| And I ain’t seen a light of day since, well, that’s not important
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| It’s been long
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| And I was feeling Whitney, me and my homies sip the Houston
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| Cars and clothes, thought I was winning, you knew I was losing
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| You told me to wake up but my clock always stays on snooze
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| And I’m done
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| To each their own and find peace in knowing
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| Ain’t always broken, but here’s to hoping
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| Show no emotion, against your coding
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| Just act as hard as you can
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| You don’t need a friend
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| Boy, you’re the man
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| Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
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| Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
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| Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh
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| And I’ve been looking for someone that I can buy my drugs from
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| It seems like every plug ran east to Utah, became Mormons
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| Drought comes around, feels like I have no one to depend on
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| Sober, ugh
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| I had 80 beers on Tuesday night, I had nothing to do then
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| I put on a little Dwight and sang a happy tune
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| And lit a cigarette, stepped out the door, had an appearance
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| Drank more
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| To each their own and find peace in knowing
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| Ain’t always broken, but here’s to hoping
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| Show no emotion, against your coding
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| Just act as hard as you can
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| You don’t need a friend
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| Boy, you’re the man
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| Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
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| Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
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| Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh |