Oh Mr DC

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Time so rough, and time so 
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tough, time so rough.

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Coming from the country with my bag 
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of collie,
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I walk up on a DC, him want fe hold 
me.
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Don't you run now youthman, you 
won't get away.
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If you slip you will die, and if 
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you run you can't hide.
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For I've got my clip, stuck right in
 my hip, now.

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Whoa-oa-oa DC, don't you take my 
ishen!
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Whoa-oa-oa DC, don't you touch my 
collie!
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Whoa-oa-oa DC.

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Now, for the time is so rough, 
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I gotta hustle, yea..

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I got the great sensimilla, and the 
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good lambsbread, ya.