Gettin' tired of looking over my shoulder
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Tired of walkin' around alone
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Gettin' used to myself gettin' older
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But not accustomed to getting' spit on
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I've been takin' too much lately
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And myself not takin' my share
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So watch out steppin' stone walkin' over me
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People I've had it up to here
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Spent my whole life lookin' back
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Not lookin' ahead to see
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Trying to keep my feet on track
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Doin' what was expected of me
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Kick my shoes off so they can't trace me
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Leave no forwarding address
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Before they all drive me crazy
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And I leave 'em all in a bloody mess
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Chorus:
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I've gotta ride
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Fly high
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Everybody gonna eat my dust
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I gotta move so I won't rust
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Got me a one way ticket to the other side
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And I gotta ride
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Maybe folks will think I'm dead
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Maybe even change my name
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Maybe they'll forget about me
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Forget that I ever came
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I'll come back one day just watch me
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Back when I think I deserve
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You know they're all gonna drive me
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Yeah they're gonna drive me to a ball of nerves
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(Repeat Chorus)
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(Repeat Chorus)
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Other Side
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Cross Canadian Ragweed |