| You never give me your money
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| You only give me your funny paper
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| And in the middle of negotiations
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| You break down
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| I never give you my number
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| I only give you my situation
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| But in the middle of investigation
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| I break down
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| Outta college, money spent
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| See no future, pay no rent
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| All the money gone, nowhere to go
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| Monday morning, hit the sack
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| What the fuck, y’all licking my crack
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| Yellow belly gone, nowhere to go
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| But oh, that magic feeling
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| Nowhere to go
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| And oh, that magic feeling
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| Nowhere to go, nowhere to go, yeah
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| And ah, yeah
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| Rock, roll
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| Rock 'n' roll
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| One sweet dream
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| Pick up the sack, get in the limousine
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| Soon we’ll be away from here
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| Step on the gas and wipe that tear away
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| One sweet dream came true today
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| Came true today
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| Came true today, yes, it did
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| One, two, three, four, five, six, seven
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| All good children go to Heaven
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| One, two, three, four, five, six, seven
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| All good children go to Heaven
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| One, four
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| All
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| Oh yeah, alright
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| Are you gonna be in my dreams tonight?
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| Oh shit, oh shit
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| Oh shit, oh shit
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| Oh shit, oh shit
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| Oh shit, oh shit
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| Skit, skat
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| And a motherfucking skit-skat
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| Fucking skat
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| And in the end
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| The love you take
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| Is equal to the love you make |