So you had a lot of friends, big black Benz,
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Rockin' like "Dokken" til the party ends.
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Pink champagne, can't complain, everyone's there for you.
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Messed up hair, messed up nose,
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Cocaine habit that no one knows about.
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Even thought the lies get told, everybody knows the truth.
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Can ya get down?
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I don't wanna be around,
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When you come down.
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Get your feet back on the ground.
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Can ya get down?
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You ain't acting like you're suppose to.
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When you fall down, will it even make a sound.
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'Cause you're a boom batter and your wallet's getting fatter, fatter.
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Livin' for yourself thinkin' no one else will even matter
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Skeezin' and you sneezing, your allergic to the normal crowd,
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I heard you were from Cartersville, (Oh my God, don't say that too loud!)
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So afraid that they're gonna know, that you're gonna show that you're normal.
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Normal? (normal!)
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Shit I'd better fight, overdose, date a model I suppose, everything'll be alright.
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Can ya get down,
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I don't wanna be around when you come down,
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Get your feet back on the ground
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can ya get down.
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You ain't acting like you're s'posed to.
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When you fall down,
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will it even make a sound?
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Can you get down?
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I don't wanna be around
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When you come down.
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Get your feet back on the ground.
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Can ya get down
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You ain't acting like you're suppose to
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When you fall down, will it even make a sound?
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Keep it down
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[repeat x2]
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I don't wanna be around
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When you come down
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Get your feet back on the ground.
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Can ya get down
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You ain't acting like you're suppose to (s'posed to)
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Will it even make a sound?
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Get Down
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| Butch Walker |
