| You know you’ve got a lot to say
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| But all you see is yesterday
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| They want to hear you talk about today
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| You make it like you’re ten feet tall
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| A man who thinks he knows it all
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| But all they ever see is you’re a fool
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| They don’t believe a word you say
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| You know, you know it but still you blow it
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| You think you’re showing them the way
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| Here comes the hustler, he comes and goes
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| Treading on people’s toes
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| Spends all your money with perfect ease
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| Keeps you in total misery
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| He has no friend, where will it end
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| He has no friend, where will it end
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| He talks to you down the barrel of a gun
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| He makes you listen to his mother’s son
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| He’s a one man bandit, yes he’s the one
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| If you see him riding into town today
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| Just lock your doors and hide away
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| He’s the lone investigator on the run
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| They don’t believe a word he say
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| He knows, he knows it but still he blows it
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| He thinks he’s showing them the way
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| Here comes the hustler, he comes and goes
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| Treading on people’s toes
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| Spends all your money with perfect ease
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| Keeps you in total misery |
| He has no friend, where will it end
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| He has no friend, where will it end
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| (Where will it end)
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| Where will it end
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| He has no friend, where will it end
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| He has no friend, where will it end
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| He has no friend, where will it end
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| He has no friend, where will it end |