| I thought that was your voice
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| I thought that was my car
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| Now we ain’t ever met before
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| But I know who you are
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| You’re living in my house
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| And I’m living in a tent
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| And don’t laugh, this second job of mine
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| Is paying both our rents
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| You’re out here buying Happy Meals
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| And I’m eating rice and pintos
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| You so much as crack a smile at me, man
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| I’ll come through this here window
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| Well you took my wife
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| And you took my kids
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| And you took that life
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| That I used to live
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| My pride, the pool, the boat, my tools, my dreams, the dog, the cat
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| Yeah I think that’s just about everything
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| Oh I almost forgot
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| Do you want fries with that?
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| Your ketchup’s in the bag
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| And a check is in the mail
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| I hope your chicken’s raw inside
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| And I hope your bun is stale
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| I’m supposed to tell you
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| «Please come back»
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| But how bout this instead?
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| I hope you both choke on a pickle
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| Man, that would tickle me to death
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| I don’t know what you’re waiting on You’re holding up the line
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| Oh man, you ain’t got no change coming back
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| Are you out of your mind?
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| Well you took my wife
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| And you took my kids
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| And you took that life
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| That I used to live
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| My pride, the pool, the boat, my tools, my dreams, the dog, the cat
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| Yeah I think that’s all there is Do you want fries with that?
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| Well you took my wife
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| And you took my kids
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| And you took that life
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| That I used to live
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| My pride, the pool, the boat, my tools, my dreams, the dog, the cat
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| Yeah I think that about covers it Do you want fries with that? |