Poor Born

Dead Moon

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    I was poor born out in tin town
    I'd sing along with Jerry Lee records
    Trying to get my moves down
    I was skinny, I was big-nosed
    The only thing I had on my mind
    Was trying to do the "please don't"
    I'm pissed off, pissed off, pissed off
    It's just the way I am

    I was wasted, I was dumb-struck
    I'd wake up in the bottom of something
    Being loaded in a dump truck
    I was so gone, I was dead-eyed
    I've been screaming at the top of my lungs
    Since 1965
    I'm pissed off, pissed off, pissed off
    It's just the way I am

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    I've been rocked out, I can't cool down
    I've got a woman who still makes me crazy
    With the shake of her nightgown
    I'm still nervous, I ain't been broken
    I'm still churning and burning inside
    And I can't stop smokin'
    I'm pissed off, pissed off, pissed off
    It's just the way I am

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    Composición: Fred Cole

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