| He’s the son of the bitch
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| He’s the son of a fool
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| Sign of the times
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| No exception he’s the rule
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| He’s down on his luck
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| He’s down on his knees
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| Cut really deep
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| He knows how to bleed
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| He’s the son of the dog
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| You’ll see him run with the pack
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| He won’t look you in the eyes
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| He’ll stab you in the back
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| The son of the dog
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| Only runs with the pack
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| He’ll take your life
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| He won’t look back
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| Son of a — he’s a son of a bitch
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| He’s a son of a —
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| He’s a son of a bitch
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| Hear the woman of the streets
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| She never learned how to cry
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| She’ll spread her wings
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| She’ll never fly
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| Woman of the night
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| She hangs like a bat
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| She’ll scratch at your eyes
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| Fight like a cat
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| Hear the lost, hear the lonely
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| Hear the fool, that won’t get to see
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| Hear the lost, hear the lonely
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| And don’t, don’t pity me
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| Son of the bitch
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| He’s a son of a —
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| Oh, the son of a bitch
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| He’s the son of the poor
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| The son of the rich
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| The son of the dog
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| The son of the bitch
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| Woman of the night
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| Hangs like a bat
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| She’ll scratch at your eyes
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| She fights like a cat
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| He’s the son of the bitch
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| He’s the son of a fool
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| A sign of the times
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| No exception he’s the rule
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| Down on his luck
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| Down on his knees
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| Cut really deep
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| So he knows how to bleed
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| He’s a sign of the times
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| He’s the son of a —
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| Son of a … bitch
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| The son of a bitch |