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Stumbled my way on the darkest afternoon I
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got a beer in my hand And I'm draggin'
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a stoogie too The back of my brain
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is tickin' like a clock I simmer
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down gently but boil on what the
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fuck Get back 'cause I'm feelin'
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good tonight Get back 'cause I'm
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feeling right Trouble is a word
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that starts with a capital T I refer
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myself to the word 'cause I'm so
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keen Little do they know that I'm
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struttin' such a style It makes
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the trouble in me all worth the while So
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get back 'cause I'm feelin' good
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tonight Get back 'cause I'm feelin'
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right There goes Billy and Susie
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walkin' hand 'n hand I quickly caught
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up slurring yo what's the plan They
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had fear in their eyes and bellies
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that ran like dogs I barrelled down
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laughing screaming Susie You forgot
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your clogs Well, Old Mr. Heffer I'm
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really pleased to meet you I didn't
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mean to scare your blue-eyed-child But
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billy wouldn't talk to me And Susie
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wouldn't look at me It made me so
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doggone crazy I had to chase them
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for a mile All I wanted was change
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for a buck Well I'm back and I'm
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feelin' good tonight Yea I'm back
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and I'm feelin' right So get back
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Old Mr. Heffer
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| 4 Non Blondes |
