I got a number in my pocket
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Keep it in my wallet, right on my hip
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When my paycheck's steady, I'm damn good and ready
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I toll it up to my lip, and I go to the moon
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I got my foot down on the throttle
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Hands around the bottle, I think my speakers are blown
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No rubber on my tire, I'm a gettin' higher
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Higher than I've ever Known
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And I ain't coming down
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I can't remember the last time I touched the ground
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You look at me like I'm gonna let you down
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Hey, every time I come around
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You got your finger on my button
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Actin like it's nothing, bitchin' from your golden throne
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You ain't no anybody, actin' high and mighty
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Waitin' for me to explode, fire in the hole
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Look out, down below, here I go
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You're wasting time, why bother even coming 'round
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If you know I'm gonna let you down
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Cross Canadian Ragweed |