I've been working like a dog
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With my nose to the ground
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If I don't loosen up these chains
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I'm gonna lose my mind
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Been on the straight and narrow far too long
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I'm heading downtown and the devil's taggin' 'long
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Lord, have mercy on my soul
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I feel a sin comin' on
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I'm helpless as a child
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When the neon calls my name
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I'm drawn to pretty ladies
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Like a moth to a flame
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That sweet perfume makes it hard
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To tell my right from my wrong, oh
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Yeah, the feeling's awful weak
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And the devil's mighty strong
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Lord, have mercy on my soul
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I feel a sin comin' on
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I try to be good, every day
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But tonight I hope the angels
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Turn and look the other way
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I fight the urge, everytime
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But to tell the truth
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Right now that apple's looking mighty fine
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I can feel a fever
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Deep down in my bones
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Lord, haver mercy on my soul
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I feel a sin comin' on
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Well, I ain't exactly good
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And I ain't exactly bad
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I ain't the smartest child
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That my mama ever had
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I never seem to leave temptation alone, no
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Yeah, the feeling's awful weak
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And the devil's mighty strong
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Lord, have mercy on my soul
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I feel a sin comin' on
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I try to be good, every day
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But tonight I hope the angels
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Turn and look the other way
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I fight the urge, everytime
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But to tell the truth
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Right now that apple's looking mighty fine
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I can feel a fever
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Deep down in my bones
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Lord, haver mercy on my soul
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I feel a sin comin' on
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I can feel a fever
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Deep down in my bones
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Lord, haver mercy on my soul
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I feel a sin comin' on
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I Feel a Sin Comin' On
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| Jason Mccoy |
