| Woman you get meaner every day
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| And your nagging is hard to stand
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| So I’ll pack my things and I’ll be on my way
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| Cause it’s time to bum again
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| This house gets smaller with every day
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| And the walls are closing in
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| I guess I’ve said all there is to say
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| And it’s time to bum again
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| The time has come to bum again
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| I’m going to see all the places I ain’t been
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| Woman you’ve stirred up the wild, wild wind
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| And it’s time to bum again
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| I’ll visit my buddy out in Bakersfield
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| We soldiered together years back
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| We’ll talk night and day till there’s no more to say
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| Then I’ll head on down the track
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| I may come back in a year or two
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| And you may not desire me then
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| There are some things that a man must do
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| And it’s time to bum again
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| Woman you’ve stirred up the wild, wild wind
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| And it’s time to bum again… |