I dont know too much about,
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Too much of my old man
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I know he walked right out the door
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We never saw him again
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Last I heard he was at the bar
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Doing himself in
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I know I've got that same disease
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I guess I got that from him.
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This is the story of my old man
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Just like his father before him
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I'm telling you,
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Do anything you can
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So you don't end up just like them,
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Like them..
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Monday he woke up and hated life
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Drank until Wednesday and left his wife
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Thursday through Saturday lost everything
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Woke up on Sunday miserable again.
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I remember baseball games
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And working on the car
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He told me that he loved me
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And that I would go far
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Showed me how to work hard and
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Stick up for myself
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I wish he wasn't too hard
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To listen to himself..
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This is the story of my old man
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Just like his father before him
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I'm telling you,
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Do anything you can
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So you don't end up just like them,
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Like them
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Monday he woke up and hated life
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Drank until Wednesday and left his wife
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Thursday through Saturday lost everything
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Woke up on Sunday miserable again
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Again
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Again
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Someday he'll wish that he made things right
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[Made things right]
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Long for his family and miss his wife
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[Miss his wife]
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Remember the days he had everything
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[Everything]
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Now he's alone and
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Miserable again
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The Story of My Old Man
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| Good Charlotte |
