| Hey fair weather friend
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| You know you’re ripping me down again
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| And I don’t care what you say
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| I can tell when we play
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| That you don’t believe in me
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| So this is how it’ll end
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| Like it was all just a waste of time
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| Now I got nowhere to go
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| I think I’ll call up my bro
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| I do believe he can save my hide
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| I’ve had enough of your alibis
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| Hey Drummer boy
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| Do you remember the beat
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| That we played in the street
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| In the faded summer time
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| Hey keep me hanging one
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| Now I got nowhere to go
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| I think I’ll call up my bro
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| I do believe he can save my hide
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| What you think fair weather friend?
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| Hey mystery man
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| Ain’t you the guy with the master plan?
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| I watch you sit on that fence
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| Just like your fucking parents
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| They never did like me anyway
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| And no I won’t be your ass
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| While you go look for some greener grass
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| No I can’t be the fool
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| Who watch you push in your stool
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| And stick around just in case you fell
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| Go find some other bitch to nail
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| Hey Drummer boy
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| Do you remember the beat
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| That we played in the street
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| In the faded summer time
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| Hey keep me hanging one
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| Now I got nowhere to go
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| I think I’ll call up my bro
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| I do believe he can save my hide
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| What you think fair weather friend?
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| Hey fair weather friend
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| You know you’re ripping me down again
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| Hey fair weather friend
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| You know you’re ripping me down again
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| Hey fair weather friend
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| You know you’re ripping me down again
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| Hey fair weather friend
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| You know you’re ripping me down again
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| Hey fair weather friend
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| You know you’re ripping me down again
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| Hey drummer boy
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| Hey drummer boy
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| Hey drummer boy
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| Hey drummer boy
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| Hey drummer boy
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| Hey drummer boy
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| Hey drummer boy
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| Hey drummer boy
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| Hey fair weather friend |