When I became of age, my mama sat me down
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She said, "Son, you're growing up, it's time you looked around."
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So I began to notice some things I've never seen before
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That's what brought me here knockin' at your back door
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Oh, yeah
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A closet queen, a bus stop fiend
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It wants to shake my hand.
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I don't want to be there, she decides she can
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It's Apple Dan, he's just the man to pick fruit off your branches
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I can't sleep and we can't keep this cattle off our ranches
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Oh, oh... yeah
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[Instrumental Bridge - Bolero - Cast Your Fate To The Wind]
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It's too strong, something's wrong, I guess I lost the feeling
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I don't mind the games you play, but I don't like you dealing
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The cards looked bad, the luck's been had and there's nothing left to smoke
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We'll all be back tomorrow for the punchline of the joke
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Oh, Oh... Oh, Oh...
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The Bomber (Closet Queen / Bolero / Cast Your Fate To The Wind)
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James Gang |