Oh i was born and raised in alabam

Well it sounds better than leeds

Mama said the sooner you grow up

The sooner you can leave

And thus i came into existence

What else can i tell you

I could reminisce about the kiss

That really blew my mind

I could demonstrate how when i was eight

I celebrated nine

I could be young i might be old

I could be and if so

So what



Got my finger on the trigger

Whatever that's supposed to mean

Got my thumb caught in between the door

After which i screamed

It only hurts now when i suck it

What else can i tell you

Well its very sad to think you had

More money than good sense

Now you've lost it all your back to call

On me you're oldest friend

I'm not a man who minces words

And if that sounds absurd

So what



Even if it's likely to become the flavour of the year

Demonstrating for the right to work is work that is sincere

There ain't no pride in being idle

What else can i tell you

Well i've been described as looking like a nothing of a man

Had my work reviewed by critics who dismiss me out of hand

They say i'm middle of the road i say if that is so

So what


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