I knew a man who came down from Kentucky
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And everyone would whisper, "Boy he sure is lucky"
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He'd go to church every Sunday and have breakfast at Stuckey's
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He rubbed somebody the right way
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And all I'm askin' for you to do
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Is live by this simple creed I give to you
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Just take five minutes out of your day
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And rub somebody the right way
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Well I knew a woman who could act like a girl
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She held the secret for peace in this world
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She'd stand on her porch, with a baton she'd twirl
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Singing, "Rub somebody the right way"
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And all I'm askin' for you to do
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Is live by this simple creed I give to you
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Just take five minutes out of your day
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And rub somebody the right way
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Now I know there's times you're frustrated and low
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You'd like a shotgun to shoot down your foes
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You swam with your sorrows, but both of you drowned
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So tighten your seatbelt, wipe off that frown
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And all I'm askin' for you to do
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Is live by this simple creed I give to you
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Just take five minutes out of your day
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And rub somebody the right way
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Time passes quick, and you know how it goes
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You can open your arms, you can turn up your nose
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You'll have much, much more fun if you make peace with your foes
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And rub somebody the right way
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And all I'm askin' for you to do
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Is live by this simple creed I give to you
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Just take five minutes out of your day
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And rub somebody the right way
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And all I'm askin' for you to do
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Is live by this simple creed I give to you
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Just take five minutes out of your day
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And rub somebody the right way
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Got to rub somebody the right way
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Rub Somebody (The Right Way)
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