| There are simple people who don’t agree with the life I’ve chosen
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| The things I want to do
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| They spend all their time walking
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| The same dirt road to the same old home
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| Their lives were in between
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| They’ve dreamed but they haven’t seen
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| Hey man they’re mean
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| Don’t pay em no mind
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| They’ll say «The moon looks a lot like a toenail tonight»
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| Say, «I hope it doesn’t disappear
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| Cause there’s something about walking around in the pale moonlight
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| Makes me feel like I’m gonna get out of here
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| Like I’m gonna get out of here»
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| Tell your mama you want fun and this ain’t none
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| No more «Calm down son, there’s so much time»
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| Hey mom you weren’t the archetype
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| We resent people with lives, we resent tall guys
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| We resent those who know who they want to be
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| Wish that was me
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| And all the people on this no good, dirty street
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| They say «The moon looks a lot like a toenail tonight»
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| Say «I hope it doesn’t disappear
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| Cause there’s something about walking around in the pale moonlight
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| Makes me feel like I’m gonna get out of here
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| Like I’m gonna get out of here»
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| Here is where you go to die
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| This town wasn’t made for young guys
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| And I won’t make my mother cry anymore
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| They say «The moon looks a lot like a toenail tonight»
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| Say «I hope it doesn’t disappear
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| Cause there’s something about walking around in the pale moonlight
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| Makes me feel like I’m gonna get out of here
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| Like I’m gonna get out of here» |