(Alexander)
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Well I met her in college
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Hanging out at sigma Chi
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Singing stoned and drunken versions
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Of American Pie
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We picked up and married
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Soon as she got out of school
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I¡¯d soon hit the big time
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Seemed like the thing to do
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I must have overlooked something
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¡®Cause I¡¯m over my head
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But the best damn things in life are free
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And as long as I got your company
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That¡¯s what she said
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I¡¯m not one for worrying
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¡®Bout dreams left unfulfilled
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But it¡¯s a long way to the ¡°Garden¡±
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From the Canton Bar and Grill
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And the wife¡¯s got a lifestyle
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That she¡¯s looking to maintain
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That these musicians wages
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Can¡¯t hope to sustain
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I¡¯m running out of options
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I¡¯m running out of time
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Just tell me how to make it pay
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If it takes me 27 hours a day
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I won¡¯t mind
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It¡¯s a matter of opinion
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Between right and wrong
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In you circles of distinction
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I can¡¯t last that long
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I know I¡¯m not worth much
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To you financially
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But the best damn things in life are free
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Some read the Wall street Journal
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Some play the lottery
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Some invest in foreign lands
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That they have never seen
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Others roll the dice or spin the wheel
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Or play their hand
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Me, I learned to play guitar
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And joined a long haired band
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The Best Damn Things In Life Are Free
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The Badlees |