| Alright
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| Oh, don’t play with fire again
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| The pain becomes your only friend
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| You must see now a circle growing
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| Back to the point of soul determined
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| You take your chance when you play the game
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| Roll the dice 'cause you’re allowed to win
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| Pick your number in back of the line
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| Check in the shorts for a holiday plan
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| Is to wear the shortest axe
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| You can do it again, yeah
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| But there is no guarantees in romance
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| Although you may respect her
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| Your love will not protect her
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| The boys beat color others black and blue
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| Changes that you put me through
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| Know the hate all end up the same
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| The time has come to make me pray
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| You take your chance when you play the game
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| Roll the dice 'cause you’re allowed to win
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| Pick your number in back of the line
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| Shark skin jacket with a tortoise in his pocket
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| She was never going anywhere
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| You ain’t never coming back with her
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| The lady took a chance
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| And she lost lost lost lost lost
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| The lady took a chance
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| She really took a chance
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| The lady took a chance
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| She really took a chance
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| She lost
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| The lady took a chance
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| She really lost the fight
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| She stretched a little harder
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| Just to fleece her appetite
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| Yeah
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| The lady took a chance
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| She really took a chance
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| It all slipped away
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| In a voodoo dance
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| Tonight oh yeah
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| Ice cold day with sordid twitch
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| You can eat it on the run
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| Or you rub it on a stick tonight |