| Six, Six, Six in the mornin and I’m takin a nap
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| In the back of the car, waitin for the stars to snap
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| The scars on my cap remind me of the time
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| We went to Fargo, with a car full of anxiety
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| An angel’s breast, and a tank top
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| She started at my heart, she’s trying to make it stop
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| And if I haven’t learned nothin then I’ve learned alot
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| Mama had a baby and his head popped off
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| Give it up turn it loose, for the sake of life
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| If I knew now what I knew then i’d make her my wife
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| I been chasin these mics for too long
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| Debating with God bout who’s right and who’s wrong
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| Got a new song to sing, a little happier, hurtin
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| That I didn’t learn the words until after
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| The fact of the matter is a matter of fact, I doubt that
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| I’ll ever even try, to work it out to having her back
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| Use to skip classes, now I skip breakfast
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| Never skip practice and I need to flip the mattress
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| To help me forget the kiss, the lips, the soft
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| Mama had a baby and his head popped off
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| Mama had a baby and his head popped off
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| We did all that we could to try and re-attach it
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| I couldn’t do it so I picked it up and threw it
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| Off the building, just to see if all the children
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| Were quick enough to catch it
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| So I’ll tear down these walls, let the chips fall
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| Let’s all go outside and play a game of kick ball
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| Laugh a little, and live alot
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| She squeals and giggles when I hit that spot
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| If you give me a minute and I can finish my beer
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| And move a tad bit closer to the limits of here
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| And when it gets clear, and the sun comes back
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| We can drive too fast, we can fly off the tracks
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| Tuck in your shirt, hike up your skirt
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| Welcome to the jungle where the tigers give birth
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| I only took my time because she looked so fine
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| And it makes me crazy trying to pay em no mind
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| You should save your spine and stay on the struggle
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| Shoot the trouble and keep the temper subtle
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| My rent just doubled, because they took my roomate
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| And I’m keepin these movies cause they all past the due date
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| Close, cover, before striking
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| Lick a missle at the bird and try to cripple it’s right wing
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| and I end every sentance with a. |
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| Mama had a baby and his head popped off
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| Mama had a baby and his head popped off
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| We did all that we could to try and re-attach it
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| I couldn’t do it so I picked it up and threw it
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| Off the building, just to see if all the children
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| Were quick enough to catch it
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| Say out loud, we must network
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| Should have been, more specific
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| Now have this, daily pressure
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| Some of them, just don’t get it
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| Leave me at, the beginning
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| Start over and do it well
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| Shut my trap, stop complaining
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| Stay sober and step on shells
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| My oh my, yours oh yours (oh yours, oh yours)
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| And when it snows it pours
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| And when I’m running out of fire I just open the doors
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| And go sit on the porch and watch the neighborhood wars
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| But I’ve got the sun, and I’ve got my son
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| And I’ve got my will to run until I’m dead and done
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| And this is for the love we found and the love we lost
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| Mama had a baby and his head popped off
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| Mama had a baby and his head popped off
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| We did all that we could to try and re-attach it
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| I couldn’t do it so I picked it up and threw it
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| Off the building, just to see if all the children
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| Were quick enough to catch it |