Luckie I Guess

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Been beaten up and chewed on and 
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spat out cold.
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Short changed underpaid and over 
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sold,
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Some people say I’ve been the 
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victim of my own success,
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I can’t explain it I’m just lucky 
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I guess


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I played the game for what it was 
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and got hung out to dry,
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They through me to the lions for 
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telling a lie
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The way that people talk to you 
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though, I could have hung for less
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But don’t blame me boy I’m just 
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lucky I guess


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She backs me and I’ll build her a 
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boat
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Throw me overboard and I swear 
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that id float
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There’s nothing you can do to me 
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that I haven’t done to myself


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I’ve been in the trenches with the
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 pimps and the thefts.
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I’ve waded through the mud till it 
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was up to my knees
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I’ve seen thing that would make 
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the laughing cavalier depressed
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But the way I see it I’m just 
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lucky I guess




Break  A D A E A

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I’ve meet every sweet talking 
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judge in this town
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They never love it more than when 
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there sending you down
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Now I’m just another number doing 
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time with the rest
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Me and my friends are just lucky I
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 guess


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I anit goanna cry no more tears 
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anymore
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There’s nothing you can show me I 
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anit seen before
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Down in the brown patch is where I
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 was born and raised



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 Been uptown in this-week’s great 
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white hope
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Ive been  strung along and always 
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given just enough rope
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I’ve done what I was told, done my
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 best to please
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Now when they see me   they don’t 
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ever lie to me