| Drinkin' and tokin' |
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Leavin' all the |
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Days |
| Workin' |
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Slavin' |
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Behind |
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Me |
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| Settin' the scales |
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Back to |
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Zero |
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Really needin' is a |
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Kind |
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Touch |
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| Really could get |
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Into |
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Lovin' |
| Lettin' loose |
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Findin' my way |
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Back to |
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Sugar |
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| Could be so |
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So very |
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Simple |
| But I keep |
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Makin' it all so |
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Very |
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Hard |
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| Fightin' it |
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All the |
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Way |
| Rememberin' too
many |
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Sad days of |
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Tears |
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Wars |
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| Instead of |
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Dreamin' of |
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New moments |
| New days |
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New ways |
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Givin' love another |
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Chance |
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| Instead of these |
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Useless |
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Generalizations |
| Judging each |
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New woman to be the |
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Same as those in my |
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Past |
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| Never givin' her a |
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Chance to |
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Teach me |
| How different she
is |
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That not every |
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Woman brings |
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Pain |
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