This time is different
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It's not like the times before
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I crossed my heart, that I won't kill no more
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Jesus watch over me, keep my anger at home
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You better bless these wicked hands
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Cause they got a mind of their own
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Don't go downtown
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The devil whispers in my ear, "It's time for your curtain call"
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So I dress myself on up with alcohol
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Step aside, step aside, oh, let the whistler through
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There really ain't no help at all for folks like me and you
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Don't go downtown
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Don't go downtown
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Get your goddamn hands up
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Don't you look at me
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No one's a-dying here alone
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Well, I came to get it on
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Let's get it on
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This time is different
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Not like the time before
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I crossed my heart
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That I won't kill no more
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The Whistler
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The White Buffalo |