| One of the good ones I feel it
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| Just trying to make me a livin'
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| Driving the big old black diesel
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| Drinking the black gold for me
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| It give me the freedom I love it
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| Thinking on really for what, it’s
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| One engine driving another
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| So this emotional cutter
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| Sell you a whole lot of nothin'
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| My baby sing to me
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| That make me happy
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| I don’t know why I
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| Should care 'bout anybody
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| One of the good ones I feel it
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| Worked every day I was given
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| I been alone my whole life, I
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| Never had time for a wife
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| Deliver a lover from Russia
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| Getting her under the cover
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| Tell her it’s better than other
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| Alternate living conditions
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| And it’s okay in the village
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| And it’s alright in the town
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| Until it’s a fuckin' tradition
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| Slavery alive and kickin'
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| Even if not cotton-pickin'
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| My baby sing to me
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| That make me happy
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| I don’t know why I
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| Should care 'bout anybody
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| Oh, it just keeps coming
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| Oh, the big accident
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| Oh, when I feel nothin'
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| I’m happiest
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| One of the good ones, I feel it
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| Spent a life searchin' for meanin'
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| How much you want for the blame?
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| Gimme a price on the shame
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| Or is it you want me to fight
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| The very foundation inside?
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| The apathy of human life
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| To foreign and faraway strife
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| Who is this boy before me
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| Who drowned all alone in the sea?
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| Tell me how long I should wait
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| Before I can turn me away
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| My baby sing to me
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| That make me happy
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| I don’t know why I
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| Should care 'bout anybody
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| Oh, it just keeps coming
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| Oh, the big accident
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| Oh, when I feel nothin'
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| I’m happiest
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| Oh, it just keeps coming
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| Oh, the big accident
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| Oh, when I feel nothin'
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| I’m happiest |