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Some people ain't no damn good
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You can't trust 'em you can't love 'em
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No good deed goes unpunished
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And I don't mind bein' their whippin' boy
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I've had that pleasure for years and years
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No no I never was a sinner--tell me what else can I do
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Second best is what you get 'til you learn to bend the rules
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And time respects no person--what you lift up must fall
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They're waiting outside to claim my tumblin' walls
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Saw my picture in the paper
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Read the news around my face
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And now some people don't want to treat me the same
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When the walls come tumblin' down
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When the walls come crumblin' crumblin'
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When the walls come tumblin' tumblin' down
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Some people say I'm obnoxious and lazy
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I'm uneducated--my opinion means nothin'
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But I know I'm a real good dancer
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Don't need to look over my shoulder to see what I'm after
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Everybody's got their problems--ain't no new news here
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I'm the same old trouble you've been havin' for years
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Don't confuse the problem with the issue girl
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It's perfectly clear
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Just a human desire to have you come near
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Wanna put my arms around you
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Feel your breath in my ear
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You can bend me you can break me
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But you'd better stand clear
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Repeat chorus
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Crumblin Down
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| John Cougar Mellencamp |
