| Walk out the bedroom
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| Into the light
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| Can’t sleep 'cause morning’s come
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| Can’t sleep all night
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| Burned out the TV set
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| Burned outta sex
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| I ain’t trashed
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| I’m fucking wrecked
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| (The sky’s the limit) Shaka, Doobie, Shaka
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| (So high up in it) Shaka, Doobie
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| Oh, everybody hates me
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| And uh, I hate myself
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| She have no mercy, huh
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| She’s something else
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| I don’t feel stupid
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| I feel too sick
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| Another line, a shot
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| And who gives a shit
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| (The sky’s the limit) Shaka, Doobie, Shaka, uh huh
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| (So high up in it) Shaka, Doobie, Shaka
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| (The sky’s the limit) Shaka, Doobie, Shaka, uh huh
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| (So high up in it) Shaka, Doobie, Shaka, yeah
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| Shaka Doobie
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| Shaka Doobie
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| Shaka Doobie
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| Shaka Doobie
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| I like my sugar
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| Flat on her back
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| Juicin' it up baby
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| In the sack
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| (The sky’s the limit) Shaka, Doobie, wooh
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| (So high up in it) Shaka, Doobie, Shaka, yeah
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| (The sky’s the limit) Shaka, Doobie, Shaka
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| (So high up in it) Shaka, Doobie, yeah
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| Shaka Doobie
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| Shaka Doobie
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| Shaka Doobie |