| Plugs without a socket
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| There’s no moon without a rocket
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| Holes if you could lock it
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| I wouldn’t let you if you wanted to
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| Court or you’re bad, bad when you’re good
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| Close 'em off and let him go home
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| I never want to leave ya
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| But I won’t want to grieve ya
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| When ya money come around I’ll be home
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| No one gets to laugh at you
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| I know a bike with a plate a special plate forgetting me
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| Your home is not my home and your bone is not mine
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| No more things that I could want and delay
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| Let’s smoke some butts, Steve
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| Let’s smoke some butts, come on
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| Let’s smoke some butts, come on
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| I’m hoping for somebody, somebody who will love me
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| And I’m not sure that that’s very hard to find
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| 'Cause I never really looked, I never really took
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| A second glance at something you said
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| I’m leaving on my fly you know
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| You know, no way I do
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| Oh, leaving don’t you know
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| Come on, come on, come on
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| Buy me a postcard, put it in the mail
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| Buy me a boat and we’ll set sail
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| Buy me a ship it? |
| s just the same
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| Same way of saying the same thing
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| Oh, no one gets to lie
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| When it gets down too close to the
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| Never mind, forget what I said
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| It meant nothing to you or me, you or me
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| I met a man, a man who taught me something
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| Something about tying knots on a girl’s forehead
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| I never learned 'cause I never had eight children
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| And I never wanted them
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| But now, now I’m getting older
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| Maybe I’d like to fuck a woman and make one
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| But I don’t know if I should
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| Because I don’t have a real steady job
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| Because I don’t have a real special, ooh |