| Look out I’m goin'
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| I’m tired of showin' you
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| The right from the wrong
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| You think it’s smart
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| You’ll be left I the dark
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| If you keep on puttin' it on
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| After my preachin'
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| And all my teachin'
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| You’re changin' right along
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| You’d better heed
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| Slow up on your speed
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| And stop that puttin' it on
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| Just remember that I wasn’t a fair-weather friend
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| But listen, brother, from now on I’ll be shoutin' «I knew you when»
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| Your house was scratched up
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| Closed home and patched up
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| Still we got along
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| Can’t understand how any man
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| Could keep on puttin' on
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| You’d better listen and stop that puttin' it on
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| Remember
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| When we met you had nothing at all
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| Your money’s gone and changed you around
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| When you’ve haven’t got it
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| You just wait and see
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| Your so-called friends will turn you down
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| Look out I’m goin'
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| Said I’m tired of showin' you
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| The right from the wrong
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| After all my preachin'
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| And all my teachin'
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| Why did you keep puttin' it on?
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| I wasn’t just a sunny-weather friend
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| But brother, from now on I’m shoutin «I knew you when»
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| You didn’t have a dollar
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| Remember when I’m gone
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| You lost your only friend
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| By puttin' it on
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| Oh-oh-oh-oh
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| Oh-oh-oh-oh
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| Better stop that puttin' it on! |