waitin' 'til my dyin' day
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that's when I pack these tired blues away
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that's when I go to lay down in my grave
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that'll be my dyin' day
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wonderin' what I'm workin' for
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ain't gonna be your lowdown dog no more
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ain't gonna bleach an' scrub your kitchen floor
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I wonder what I'm workin' for
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making tiny feet for shoes
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didn't have the right to pick 'n choose
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didn't know the freedom I would lose
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in making tiny feet for shoes
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workin' dozen to the nine
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feels like I'm just servin' time
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waitin' in this goddamn line
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hell or heaven I'll be fine
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cookin' nothin' in the pan
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that's the way life dealt my hand
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that'll be my livin' last demand
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to get somethin' from this land
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playin' 'round the toes of time
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waitin' for the spark that'll free my mind
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that'll put unhappiness behind
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jus' lookin' for an exit sign
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Window's Weed
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| Laika |
