I don't know if you've been told
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If this old place is bought or sold
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But I'm here now and now its mine
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It's not much but it suits me fine
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Call me thief or call me bum
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It's squatter's rights where I come from
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Don't show your face don't dark my door
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Or you'll find out what I'm famous for
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I'm not from here, I don't care
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You can go to hell while I comb my hair
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I might be right, I might be wrong
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Just listen to the words of my goddamn song
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Call me snake or call me rat
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Its squatter's rights from where I'm at
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Don't show your face, don't dark my door
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Or you'll find out what I'm famous for
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So stay the hell off my new land
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While I pick my teeth and shoot tin cans
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I'll be sittin' right out here
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Workin' on my tan and drinkin' my beer
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You can call my mother nasty names
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It's squatter's rights from where she came
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Don't show your face, don't dark my door
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Or you'll find out what I'm famous for
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What I'm Famous For
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