I Get That All The Time

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He stopped me on the street, he 
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was wearin' a backwards baseball hat
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I'd never seen the devil smile 
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but I bet it looks a lot like that
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From his coat of worn out rags, he 
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flashed me a plastic bag and said
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Hey, this will get you high tonight
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And I said, " No thanks, I get 
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that all the time"

[Chorus]
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When I walk into my kitchen, kids 
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are screamin', dinner's burnin'
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And I'm re- minded we've got PTA 
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tonight
When I'm kneelin' down and feelin' 
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all those little arms around me
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And my wife has got the bedroom 
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in her eyes
                      Em
Yeah, buddy, when you get that kind 
of love
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It's the world best kind of drug 
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and I get that all the time

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A stranger in a cotton dress so 
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thin the sunlight came right through
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I've been a man for long enough to
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 know that come on look she used.
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She sat down next to me, brushed her
 hand across my knee and said
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I'll give you the best night of 
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your life
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And I said, " No thanks, you see, 
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I get that all the time"

[Chorus]
       G                         
When I walk into my kitchen, kids 
     A
are screamin', dinner's burnin'
            D                F#
And I'm re- minded we've got PTA 
          G
tonight
When I'm kneelin' down and feelin' 
          A
all those little arms around me
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And my wife has got the bedroom 
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in her eyes
                      Em
Yeah, buddy, when you get that kind 
of love
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It's the world best kind of drug, 
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yeah, I get that all the time

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When I'm kneelin' down and feelin' 
          A
all those little arms around me
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And my wife has got the bedroom in
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 her eyes
                      Em
Yeah, buddy, when you get that kind 
of love
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It's the only kind of drug, that 
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gives peace of mind in this crazy 
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life of mine
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And I get that all the time,
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Yeah, I get that all the time -----