| Little by little by little by
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| I’m going crazy…
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| Little by little by little by
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| I’m going crazy…
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| In reality, I’m just an average Joe with a simple life
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| No American idol but I get by
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| Wish I could tour with Fifth Wheel bus
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| Back to the real world, time to wake up
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| Smell antifreeze and now with big brothers
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| Bad to me, I’ve got a blind date with destiny
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| I’m Mexican, what an amazing race I get to be
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| Most days are wickedly perfect
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| You’re not affecting me
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| Making me nervous, I’m a survivor
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| The last on the planet deserted
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| Pass the word like a ten thousand dollar pyramid scheme
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| Changing the face of the game like a sworn medical team
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| Lead troopers, a league of supreme losers
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| Press your luck with Sleep; |
| go home, the biggest loser
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| I’ll have the last laugh like the last comic standing
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| Making the band play as you walk off stage empty handed
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| And I’m, taking home America’s next top model
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| Back to the bachelor pad, show her some Longfellow…
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| Little by little by little by
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| I’m going crazy…
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| Little by little by little by
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| I’m going crazy…
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| Little by little by little by
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| I’m going crazy…
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| Little by little by little by
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| I’m going crazy…
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| Little by little, grow a little more bitter
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| Sit down in my chair like a grown man to his dinner
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| Where’s my newspaper, boy? |
| Dog, fetch me my slippers
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| Feed me, do the dishes, if you need me, I’m in the shitter
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| With everybody so emo everyone expects emotion
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| While I’m holding onto long-term solution to that notion
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| That everything my story, shown off, be banned
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| Be thrown into the lions as if the crowd cared
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| Some are born like us, most important like them
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| Some will live to the fullest; |
| some will die in the system
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| Just trying to live the natzi
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| I admire the mission; |
| acquire the license to listen
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| We’re the fire the passim
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| So where’s my welfare? |
| Where’s my healthcare?
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| Where’s my sandwich? |
| There’s my sandwich
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| Spin doctors spinning, old white men grinning
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| Power to the rival, end to its bidding
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| Can you think of a single thing you’ve done
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| That’s meant anything, anything at all?
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| I know I’ll probably take the fall…
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| I was going into circles till I hit the wall…
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| Can you think of a single thing you’ve done
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| That’s meant anything, anything at all?
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| I know I’ll probably take the fall…
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| I was going into circles till I hit the wall…
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| I’m absolutely sure one day I’ll settle down
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| Find a special spot, My best gal and some mescal
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| Got trees growing, got a flower garden going
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| Couple herbs for the cooking, couple more for the smoking
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| Got a hammock for the swinging, fresh tomatoes for the salad
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| That’ll compliment the burgers straight cookin' on the grill
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| Still I drink myself stupid; |
| I can’t walk home alone
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| Need a shoulder to lean on, I need a cold beer, come on
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| Music’s my meal ticket, if I could keep living on beer to get
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| Time’s ticking like weed in your mind and you don’t get it
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| No ace in the hole and the weight of the game
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| Is breaking your soul, keep changing your game
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| Playing the role
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| Keep on selling my family short, like toll caritas
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| Just let it linger, hard to turn the other cheek with broken fingers
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| And I, humbled myself till I was hollow inside
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| But no more, I get this and you can swallow my pride!
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| Little by little by little by
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| I’m going crazy…
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| Little by little by little by
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| I’m going crazy…
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| Little by little by little by
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| I’m going crazy…
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| Little by little by little by
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| I’m going crazy… |