Lyrics
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Talkin'
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in
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my
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sleep
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at
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night.
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Makin'
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myself
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crazy.
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(Out
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of
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my
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mind,
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out
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of
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my
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mind.)
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Wrote
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it
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down
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and
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read
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it
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out.
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Hopin'
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it
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would
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save
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me.
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(Too
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many
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times,
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too
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many
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times.)
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Oh,
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he
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makes
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me
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feel
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like
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nobody
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else.
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Nobody
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else.
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But
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my
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love,
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he
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doesn't
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love
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me.
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So
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I
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tell
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Lyrics
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myself,
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I
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tell
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myself.
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One,
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don't
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pick
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up
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the
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phone.
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You
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know
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he's
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only
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calling
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'cause
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he's
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drunk
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and
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alone.
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Two,
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don't
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let
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him
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in.
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You
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have
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to
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kick
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him
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out
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again.
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Three,
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don't
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be
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his
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friend.
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You
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know
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you're
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gonna
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wake
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up
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in
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his
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bed
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in
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the
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morning.
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And
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if
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you're
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under
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him,
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you
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Lyrics
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ain't
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getting
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over
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him.
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I've
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got
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new
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rules,
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I
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count
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'em.
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I've
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got
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new
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rules,
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I
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count
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'em.
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I've
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gotta
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tell
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them
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to
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myself.
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I've
|
got
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new
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rules,
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I
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count
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'em.
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I've
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gotta
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tell
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them
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to
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myself.
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I
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keep
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pushin'
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forwards,
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but
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he
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keeps
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pullin'
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me
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backwards.
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(Nowhere
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to
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turn,
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no
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way.)
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(Nowhere
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to
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turn,
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Lyrics
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no.)
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Now
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I'm
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standing
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back
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from
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it,
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I
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finally
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see
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the
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pattern.
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(I
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never
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learn,
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I
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never
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learn.)
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But
|
my
|
love,
|
he
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doesn't
|
love
|
me,
|
so
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I
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tell
|
myself,
|
I
|
tell
|
myself.
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I
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do,
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I
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do,
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I
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do.
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One,
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don't
|
pick
|
up
|
the
|
phone.
|
You
|
know
|
he's
|
only
|
calling
|
'cause
|
he's
|
drunk
|
and
|
alone.
|
Two,
|
|
Lyrics
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don't
|
let
|
him
|
in.
|
You
|
have
|
to
|
kick
|
him
|
out
|
again.
|
Three,
|
don't
|
be
|
his
|
friend.
|
You
|
know
|
you're
|
gonna
|
wake
|
up
|
in
|
his
|
bed
|
in
|
the
|
morning.
|
And
|
if
|
you're
|
under
|
him,
|
you
|
ain't
|
getting
|
over
|
him.
|
I've
|
got
|
new
|
rules,
|
I
|
count
|
'em.
|
I've
|
got
|
new
|
rules,
|
I
|
count
|
'em.
|
I've
|
gotta
|
tell
|
|
Lyrics
|
them
|
to
|
myself.
|
I've
|
got
|
new
|
rules,
|
I
|
count
|
'em.
|
I've
|
gotta
|
tell
|
them
|
to
|
myself.
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Practice
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makes
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perfect,
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I'm
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still
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tryna
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learn
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it
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by
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heart.
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Eat,
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sleep
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and
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breathe
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it.
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Rehearse
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and
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repeat
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it
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'cause
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I.
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One,
|
don't
|
pick
|
up
|
the
|
phone.
|
You
|
know
|
he's
|
only
|
calling
|
'cause
|
he's
|
drunk
|
and
|
alone.
|
Two,
|
|
Lyrics
|
don't
|
let
|
him
|
in.
|
You
|
have
|
to
|
kick
|
him
|
out
|
again.
|
Three,
|
don't
|
be
|
his
|
friend.
|
You
|
know
|
you're
|
gonna
|
wake
|
up
|
in
|
his
|
bed
|
in
|
the
|
morning.
|
And
|
if
|
you're
|
under
|
him,
|
you
|
ain't
|
getting
|
over
|
him.
|
I've
|
got
|
new
|
rules,
|
I
|
count
|
'em.
|
I've
|
got
|
new
|
rules,
|
I
|
count
|
'em.
|
I've
|
gotta
|
|
Lyrics
|
tell
|
them
|
to
|
myself.
|
I've
|
got
|
new
|
rules,
|
I
|
count
|
'em.
|
I've
|
gotta
|
tell
|
them
|
to
|
myself.
|
Don't
|
let
|
him
|
in,
|
don't
|
let
|
him
|
in.
|
Don't
|
be
|
his
|
friend,
|
don't
|
be
|
his
|
friend.
|
Don't
|
let
|
him
|
in,
|
don't
|
let
|
him
|
in.
|
Don't
|
be
|
his
|
friend,
|
don't
|
be
|
his
|
friend.
|
You
|
ain't
|
getting
|
over
|
him.
|
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