There she goes, walking out with someone in better clothes
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Must have got his hands on a redder rose, but all she sees is green.
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And maybe, hey, he's picking up a cab that I wouldn't pay
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Now I got my money to drink away, makes rounds on me.
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Don't forget your baggage when you leave.
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Hey, I came here all the way
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And I found out the price of being free
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Yeah, it cost me everything.
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Hey, hey what more can I say?
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Now I'm finally free to be myself
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And she's free to go to hell,
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Nothing's free, nothing but me.
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There she went, all the ways and time that I couldn't spent
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Loving life when I was just hating it; man, I hated that.
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So here I am and I got no plans, but it sure looks good from where I stand
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And all I know is I ain't looking back.
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Hey, I came here all the way
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And I found out the price of being free
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Yeah, it cost me everything.
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Hey, hey what more can I say?
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Now I'm finally free to be myself
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And she's free to go to hell,
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Nothing's free, nothing but me.
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I've been going crazy, but crazy's going good
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It's probably going better that it should.
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Hey, I came here all the way
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And I found out the price of being free
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Yeah, it cost me everything.
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Hey, hey what more can I say?
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Now I'm finally free to be myself
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And she's free to go to hell,
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Nothing's free, nothing but me.
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Nothing's free, nothing but me.
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Nothing's Free
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