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the rainy days, Versus the endless The she made, God bless my the laws they make, The I break The highs, the lows, The roads The in rhyme, Versus the bullets in your The dollars dive for, The pusher with a The too for school, The never under The rebel with a Whose ready for
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then You can catch my on a Friday Getting with the lads On the Blazing - to Sinatra, Did it my way I can't We're getting paid for getting
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