| When we were kids
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| We’d throw rocks at cars
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| And smoke our mother’s cigarettes
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| After dark, in the park
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| And I remember picking butts up off the
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| Dirty ground
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| Smoking them just the same as Ma’s
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| When we ran out
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| And I ripped my heart from beneath my ribs
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| And lay there bleeding out in my hands
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| And I’d give a piece to each of my friends
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| Just to know they understand
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| That I’d never join the union
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| 'Cause I never wanted it easy
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| No, I’d never join the union
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| 'Cause I’d never wanted it easy
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| There’s a pretty little city towering over the sea
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| And the little yellow house
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| Falling down on Inglis Street
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| There’s a few good men who know who I am
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| And who I am not
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| And I rip my heart from beneath my rib
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| And I lie there bleeding out in my hands
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| And I give a piece to you my friend
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| Just to know you understand
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| That I’d never join the union
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| 'Cause I never wanted it easy
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| Hell, I’d never join the union
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| 'Cause I never wanted it easy
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| Oh, oh, oh, oh
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| Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
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| Now I know why
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| Your daddy doesn’t like me
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| Can’t change it
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| I am a dirty, Rock 'n' Roller baby
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| Now I know why
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| Your daddy doesn’t like me
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| I can’t change it
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| I am a dirty, Rock 'n' Roller
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| And I’d never join the union
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| 'Cause I never wanted it easy
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| Hell, I’d never join the union
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| 'Cause I never wanted it easy
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| That I’d never
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| No, I’d never
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| No, I’d never join
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| That I’d never
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| No, I’d never
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| No, I’d never join
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| That I’d never join the union
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| 'Cause I never wanted it easy
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| Hey! |