| I grew up on the Gaza strip
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| A pirate and a clown
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| And no one in authority
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| Could ever grind me down
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| Been upside down and inside out
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| More cynical than sinning
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| And if you think you know me well
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| I’m only just beginning
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| Hey, hey… I can’t stay
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| I’m gonna go my own sweet way
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| Living life from day to day
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| No matter what you do or say
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| Hey, hey, hey… my own sweet way
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| Society has lied to me
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| I grew up and believed
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| That men were men and never cry
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| Or show the way they feel
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| You filled me up with prejudice
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| And tried to waste my time
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| You won’t get any more of me
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| The rest is strictly mine
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| Hey, hey… I can’t stay
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| I’m gonna go my own sweet way
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| Living life from day to day
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| No matter what you do or say
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| Hey, hey, hey… my own sweet way
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| I wish I’d seen it all before
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| I wish I’d wondered how
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| To smell the rain and see the trees
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| I’m glad to have it now
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| And looking back on everything
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| I’ve undergone and known
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| It’s funnier than words can say
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| And way too close to home
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| Hey, hey… I can’t stay
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| I’m gonna go my own sweet way
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| Living life from day to day |
| No matter what you do or say
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| Hey, hey, hey… my own sweet way |