| Go out yonder, peace in the valley
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| Come downtown, have to rumble in the alley
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| Oh, you don’t know the shape I’m in
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| Has anybody seen my lady
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| This living alone will drive me crazy
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| Oh, you don’t know the shape I’m in
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| I’m gonna go down by the wa-ter
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| But I ain’t gonna jump in, no, no
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| I’ll just be looking for my mak-er
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| And I hear that that’s where she’s been? |
| Oh!
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| Out of nine lives, I spent seven
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| Now, how in the world do you get to Heaven
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| Oh, you don’t know the shape I’m in
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| I just spent sixty days in the jailhouse
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| For the crime of having no dough
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| Now here I am back out on the street
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| For the crime of having nowhere to go
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| Save your neck or save your brother
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| Looks like it’s one or the other
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| Oh, you don’t know the shape I’m in
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| Now two young kids might start a ruckus
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| You know they feel you trying to shuck us
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| Oh, you don’t know the shape I’m in |