A man was bothering me today and I
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wanted to tell him to go away
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But I stood and listened to him anyway, okay.
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He said he didn't want to shoot that man
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And it was his thing and I wouldn't understand
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And he had done all that he can, okay.
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I guess his body was as good as mine
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And just like me he was wasting time
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Turning over every stone to see what he could find, okay.
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He was filling tank and he asked for money
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I lied and said I didn't have any
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Then my conscious took over and I gave him a hand full of change.
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Don't do a thing.
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Stay right there.
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You'll lie there.
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You don't seem to care
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I know its hard to survive in the city
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When the beautiful days don't look so pretty
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And you don't have windows to keep the night away, okay.
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He was dirty and stink and just a bit crude
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But I didn't say that because that's kind of rude
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And he didn't care what I had to say in the first place, okay.
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I wanted to say you're a big disgrace to the world,
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yourself, and the human race
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And reach back and pop him one good time in the face, okay.
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No its not okay and I didn't do that
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But I gave him a smile and tipped my hat and told him to have a very nice rest
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of the day
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Don't do a thing. Don't do a thing.
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Stay right there.
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You'll lie there. You'll lie there.
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You don't seem to care.
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Guess he bought some booze or shit
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And sure that bothers me a little bit but it's his life and I can't tell him
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how to live it
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As he turned and started to go his way I tried to think of something wise to
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say like...
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Don't do a thing.
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Stay right here.
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You'll lie here.
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You don't seem to care.
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You'll die here.
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You don't seem to care
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It's Not Ok
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Zac Brown Band |