Happy birthday, you're halfway to 60
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You have no land of your own
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A job you despise
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And a lover that's mean
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And you started noticing a disturbing thing
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Birds eating other birds just beyond the screen
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So you packed up your things and hopped on the freeway headed east
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And you drove for eight days aimlessly
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Telling yourself to be humble
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Singing to yourself to be free
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Being full aware that it's a middle aged crisis type thing
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And you drove 'til you saw a sign for a town called Luckey
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Spelled L-U-C-K-E-Y
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Where the sugar towers rise til the line and meet the streets
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Checked into a motel, slept on cardboard sheets
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That covered the bloodstained mattress underneath
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Went to the local bar and you got yourself a drink
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Telling yourself to be humble
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Singing to yourself to be free
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It's a middle aged crisis type thing
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It was the most ragtag group you had ever seen
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A slender man with a moustache on both sides, and nothing in between
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Looking like a preacher son who had given in the devil-worshiping scene
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He was a real looker and he bought you a drink
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And you proceeded to tell him everything
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And you were getting a bit hysterical it seemed
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You laughed like a carburettor then you screamed
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Oh the doubt and the disbelief
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Telling yourself to be humble
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Singing to yourself to be free
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It's a middle aged crisis type thing
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And he told you how he came to be
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As an alterboy by his father's knees
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And how he came to lose his faith
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There was no touching but advances were made
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And his father's hand in slow motion it was approaching him
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And the doubt and disbelief crept over his young heart like the black ocean
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A stormcloud, a hurricane if you will
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A stormcloud, a hurricane
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Telling yourself to be humble
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Singing to yourself to be free
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It's a middle aged crisis type thing
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It's a middle aged crisis type thing
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Go home lady, find yourself happy
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It's just a middle aged crisis type thing
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It's a middle aged crisis type thing
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It's a middle aged crisis type thing
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It's a middle aged crisis type thing
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It's a middle aged crisis type thing
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It's a middle aged crisis type thing
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A Town Called Luckey
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Rilo Kiley |