My mother had a Mexican boyfriend
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He stole a car once or twice before
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He got busted at the Best Budget Inn
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I found my way to the door
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I couldn't take any more
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Lived with my sister and her second husband
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South of the river and on the grid
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I went to work with my cousin
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Just like the rest of us kids
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I tried to keep it all hid
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It seems so long ago
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I swore I'd never let it show
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But I kinda did
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The years can slip away
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When you're tryin' to get away
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And I never did
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I got tired of country livin'
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And tryin' to make a new batch of friends
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It's hard to give when there's no givin'
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I stuck my thumb in the wind
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Nothin' against my kin
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I headed back to where I started
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Pawned everything I could pawn
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I guess I thought they'd be open hearted
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They never knew I was gone
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I just kept movin' along
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I work the day and the nightlife
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I drill the bars and I drill the ground
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One for pay and one for the good times
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One of a¢æ?em still hangin' around
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I put the other one down
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It seems so long ago
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I swore I'd never let it show
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But I kinda did
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The years can slip away
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When you're tryin' to get away
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And I finally did
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The Years
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| Cross Canadian Ragweed |
