Yes, I'm young, I don't count my days
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I want to leave on respect and gray-haired
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My grandchildren will ask me: “Tvet, how are you pulling a hundred years?”
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I just decided a long time ago that I needed a whole century
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Chorus:
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'Cause it's too early for me to die, yes, it's too early for me to die
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Another seventy-five, I want to live to a hundred
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Too early to die, yes, too early for me to die
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Another seventy-five, I want to live to a hundred
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It's too early to die
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It's too early to die
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Too early to die, yes, too early for me to die
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Another seventy-five, I want to live to a hundred
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Second Verse: TVETH
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Yes, it's too early for me to die
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Someone dead lies there
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Fuck that asshole, the one that teaches me how to live
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If it's time to play, we'll go behind the garages
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I have a nice rest, this is my regimen
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To live long I have a whole plan
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You just need to do this:
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Fuck the right hos
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So pile on the bass so that the head bobs
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To rock the whole quarter from floor to ceiling
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So that the whole country knows about ALL CITY CAPITAL
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About embittered grin, southwestern style
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Long life is a thrill, I recommend to everyone
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I will spread my hands on the block like Moses
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I'm dragging ahead for a hundred of all my friends
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Thirty thousand cool days until death do us part
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Chorus:
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It's too early to die
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It's too early to die
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Too early to die, yes, too early for me to die
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Another seventy-five, I want to live to a hundred
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'Cause it's too early for me to die, yes, it's too early for me to die
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Another seventy-five, I want to live to a hundred |