Back in the old days, tight like a fight,
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used to hang with the devil in the broad daylight
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We had a route, a walkabout,
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until we had a row, a kind of falling out
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He showed me the low
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showed me the down
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called it the happy low down
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We used to crack some tunes with a guy named Loyd
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Loyd still got them polaroids
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[Chorus:]
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Broad daylight
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Broad daylight
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Stop climaxing, you got your fight
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leaving him alone in the broad daylight
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He might get it on on his own and start building a throne
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out of worn out razors
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Look at you shaking
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you can't find his plight
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Got you scared of ghosts in the dead of night
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While you are making up stories trying to make it ok,
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he'll be bringing them in to let them out and play
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In the broad daylight
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[Chorus:]
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Broad daylight
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Leaving me alone in the broad daylight
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In the broad daylight
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Please don't leave me alone
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Leaving me alone in the broad daylight
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You'll get your money, you'll get your night
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just leave me alone up in the broad daylight
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I need some shit of my own, I need a throne
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not them razors
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And who you think you are screaming Hollywood burn?
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If you really want to stop it then burn your sperm
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'cause this here be going on until it's not and then a little more
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[Chorus]
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Broad Daylight
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| Gabriel Rios |
