| When I get down on my luck
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| I hide behind my eyes in Hollywood
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| They’re saying what you know but who you know
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| You need to know someone to know no one
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| When I get down on my luck
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| I roll one up and roll around, all by my lonesome
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| Lost some years I used to know
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| I know my fate like bullets in a shot gun
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| She likes to dream living in and off and out her mind
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| In space and time, she takes a line and lies her life
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| Away you might just say she stays to go nowhere
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| Midnight scenes from an old romantic movie
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| Usually you’d be there today I say was different
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| I can take you with me wandering, if you wanna go there
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| Down on my luck
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| Down on my luck
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| Do you think about the things you say you don’t?
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| I know you do, why why is she over cool?
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| Oh look at you, look at you
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| Do you think the things you do or who you know?
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| Cause they told you to, why you listen to 'em
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| Hands up, middle finger 'em
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| Fuck that get down
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| When I get down on my luck
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| I hide behind my eyes in Hollywood
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| They’re saying what you know but who you know
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| You need to know someone to know no one
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| When I get down on my luck
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| I roll one up and roll around, all by my lonesome
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| Lost some years I used to know
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| I know my fate like bullets in a shot gun
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| When I get down on my luck, when I get down on my luck
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| When I get down on my luck, when I get down on my luck, luck, luck, luck
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| Down on my luck, down on my luck
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| Do you think about the things you say you don’t?
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| I know you do, why why is she over cool?
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| Oh look at you, look at you
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| Do you think the things you do or who you know?
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| Cause they told you to, why you listen to 'em
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| Hands up, middle finger 'em
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| Fuck that get down |