I turn around and suddenly there's a danger
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Yet another close call that I couldn't quite see
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And I will admit that I am no stranger
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To such a very similar controversy
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It seems that I lack a sense of self-preservation
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Along with an abundance of a need for a thrill
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And that could make the deadliest of combinations
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If I don't keep totally and quietly still
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But tonight I've got to move
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Ain't got a thing to prove
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Besides, when you've lasted this long
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What could possibly go wrong
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Bartender won't you pour me a gin or a vodka
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Deal me up bump or some x or some tea
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Bet it all on black so if it's red I get nada
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And I'll buy the pleasure of her company
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But tonight I've got to move
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Ain't got a thing to prove
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Besides, when you've lasted this long
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What could possibly go wrong
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So if you're crossing the street you be careful
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If it's cold and flu season you run and you hide
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Do what your mom or boss or doctor all tell you
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And if you're in school or prison just open wide
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But tonight I've got to move
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Ain't got a thing to prove
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Besides, when you've lasted this long
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What could possibly go wrong
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What Could Possibly Go Wrong
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| Blues Traveler |
