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  HOW'D JA LIKE TO BE ME?
By Marvin Rainwater
MAMA DIDN'T WANT ME & DADDY WAS GONE
I GUESS YOU MIGHT SAY ..WASN'T MUCH OF A HOME
JUST A BIG OLE HOUSE FULL OF FIGHTIN' KIDS
AND NOBODY CARED MUCH WHAT I DID
WELL I KNOW YOU MIGHT SAY IT'S ALL MY FAULT
'CUZ I'VE HEARD YOU SAY I AIN'T WORTH MY SALT
WELL...HERE'S MY SHOES..PUT 'EM ON YOUR FEET
AND THINK ABOUT ME WHEN YOU HIT THE STREET
NOT SURE WHERE TO GO NOT KNOWING WHERE TO TURN
BUT YOU'LL FEEL THAT RAGE THAT STARTS TO BURN
YOU'LL TURN YOUR BACK ON THE ONES YOU LOVE
AND YOU'LL HAVE NO TIME FOR THE MAN ABOVE
DON'T WORRY 'BOUT TOMORROW JUST LIVE FOR TODAY
'CUZ YOU AIN'T GONNA LIVE TO SEE YOUR HAIR TURN GRAY.
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SO TAKE MY KNIFE
AND HERE'S MY GUN
JUST DON'T LOOK BACK
WHEN YOU START TO
RUNNNNN.nnnnnnnnnnn............
copyright 2001 by Marvin Rainwater
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