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| Well just the other morning, |
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| I was ha | ngin' around in my house |
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| I had that old book with pictures |
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| of Madonna naked and I was checkin' it o | ut |
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| Well just then a friend of mine | came to the door |
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| She said she'd never pegged me for a scumb | ag before |
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| She | said she didn't want to see me no more |
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| And I st | ill don't know w | hy |
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| I think I'm an a | lright guy |
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| I think I'm an a | lright guy |
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| Well I just wanna live until I die |
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| I know I ain't perfect but God knows I try |
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| Think I'm an alright guy |
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| I think I'm alri | ght |
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| Now maybe I'm dirty |
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| Sometimes I like to get | stoned |
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| Ain't like I'm foolin' with my |
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| intern while I'm talkin' on the | phone |
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| Well I k | now I get wild and I kno | w I get drunk |
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| It's not | like I got a bunch of b | odies in my trunk |
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| My old man used to call me a no goo | d punk |
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| And I st | ill don't know w | hy |
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| Just the other night |
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| the cops | pulled me over outside the bar |
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| Well they turned on their lights |
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| and they | ordered me out my car |
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| Now I was only kiddin' when I ca | lled 'em a couple of dicks |
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| But still they made me do the stupid hum | an tricks |
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| Now I'm sittin' in jail with a bunch of dumb hic | ks |
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| And I st | ill don't know w | hy |