| My guardian angel wears a hard hat
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| Said the boy with the microphone
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| Else, I wouldn’t be standing here today
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| Ever since I was a young a boy
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| I couldn’t leave well enough alone
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| Always trouble standing in my way
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| Up, down, anywhere but in the middle
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| Off the wagon, under the wheel again
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| All or nothing, never could do just a little
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| Never could leave it alone
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| Hard living be the death of me
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| Lead me to an early grave
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| To die in the saddle must be my destiny
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| But to ride this rocking horse I must be crazed
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| Good clean fun is just my imagination
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| Down and dirty that’s the way the game is played
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| This hard life has caused me aggravation
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| Never could leave it alone
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| Got to ride that rocking horse
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| Can’t leave it alone
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| Got to ride that rocking horse |