(Verse)
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There’s no way he’s gonna get there
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But the trouble started before
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Someday he’s gonna show them
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Dust himself off and get up off the floor
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(Pre-Chorus)
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Pulls himself together
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Stands up tall and grin
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Stretches out his clothes
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He’s ready for another round again
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(Chorus)
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You’re looking at a hardcase
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Looking at a hardcase
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You’re looking at a hardcase
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(Verse)
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They came around, get lost about it
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But he slipped out the back door
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Nobody knows, nobody’s dropped it
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But you can’t be sure that he knows the score
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(Pre-Chorus)
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Pulls himself together
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Stands up tall and grin
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Stretches out his clothes
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He’s ready for another round again
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(Chorus)
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You’re looking at a hardcase
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Looking at a hardcase
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You’re looking at a hardcase
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(Verse)
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And nobody just I told you so
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But think you not think, you used to know
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But put it down and swing and roll
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He doesn’t lose because doesn’t know how to quit
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You’re looking at a hardcase
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You’re looking at a hardcase
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Looking at a hardcase
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You’re looking at a hardcase
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Looking at a hardcase
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Looking at a hardcase
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Staring at a plain face
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Looking at a hardcase
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Looking at a hardcase
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Looking at a hardcase
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You’re looking at a hardcase
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Looking at a hardcase
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Staring at a plain face
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Hardcase
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| Face to Face |
