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dafremen
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r.dafremen
Two more tokes
on my last smoke
then the long road
to getting old and then who knows?
It's sort of like the mottoes
that a hopeful kid wrote
they disappear like kinfolk
when the money's gone. The money's gone again.
The money's gone again.
You know, she likes those
She ain't got means though
even though she works a job
You know they rob they rob they rob her days away.
And if she doesn't stay
the price she'll have to pay
for not being a slave
could be everything or anything at all.
Anything at all.
[CHORUS]
To catch your breath though
Why do you have to lose it all?
Why do you have to find someone?
Someplace you have to be?
Somewhere to rest your bones?
Somewhere to rest your bones.
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Hit the snooze then the cash show
A long ride on a short road
Act like we don't know that
we're going 'round and 'round and 'round and 'round it goes
We've got our dreams though
Chase them like rainbows
Trying to reach that pot of gold
Get so close and then they're gone away
They're gone away.
[CHORUS]
[REPEAT CHORUS]
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