| This little boy’s like all the rest
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| Cause he knows just what’s inside him
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| He’s never been put to the test
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| Cause he knows just where to find them
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| All his life he’s had it easy
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| You know he’s never had no problems
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| The house he lived in was so sleazy
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| But he still kept 'em coming
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| And who’s gonna pay your bills today?
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| And who’s gonna turn the girls away?
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| And who’s gonna make you feel okay?
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| And who’s gonna take your pills today?
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| And you know it can’t be me
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| Yeah, you know it can’t be me
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| Sometimes I just feel too much
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| And I don’t want to feel at all
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| He said to his mother one day, you know
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| «Mum, I really think I’m different»
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| She said, «Son, you’ll have to go
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| You know, it’s costing too much to keep you.»
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| The day was wet as he walked down the road
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| You know his head was full of sorrow
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| Little did he know he’d never see
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| His own home again
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| And who’s gonna pay your bills today?
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| And who’s gonna turn the girls away?
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| And who’s gonna make you feel okay?
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| And who’s gonna take your pills today?
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| And you know it can’t be me
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| Yeah, you know it can’t be me
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| Sometimes I just feel too much
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| And I don’t want to feel at all
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| He said to his friends, «Come on, let’s go
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| I’ll take you to the show now
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| They said, «No, no, look here my friend
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| You make me feel much older»
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| They left him alone sitting on the road
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| You know, his head was full of bourbon
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| Little did he know they’d never see
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| The ones he knew so well
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| And who’s gonna pay your bills today?
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| And who’s gonna turn the girls away?
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| And who’s gonna make you feel okay?
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| And who’s gonna take your pills today?
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| And you know it can’t be me
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| Yeah, you know it can’t be me
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| Sometimes I just feel too much
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| And I don’t want to feel at all |