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You sittin here and yakkin right in my face
You comin' on exactly like you own the place You know if silence was golden You couldn't raise a dime Because your mind is on vacation and your mouth is workin' overtime You quotin' figures and droppin' names You tellin' stories and playing games You're overlaughin' when things ain't funny You tryin' to sound like the big money You know if talk was criminal You'd lead a life of crime Because your mind is on vacation and your mouth is workin' overtime You know that life is short Talk is cheap Don't be makin' promises that you can't keep You don't like this little song I'm singin' Just grin and bear it All I can say is if the shoe fits wear it If you must keep talkin Please try to make it rhyme Because your mind is on vacation and your mouth is workin' overtime |
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| 2. |
| 2:19 |
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If this life is driving
You to drink You sit around and wondering Just what to think Well I got some consoloation I'll give it to you If I might Well I don't worry bout a thing Cause I know nothings gonna be alright You know this world is just one big Trouble spot because Some have plenty and Some have not You know I used to be trouble but I finally Saw the light Now I don't worry bout a thing Cause I know nothings gonna be alright Don't waste you time trying to Be a go getter Things will get worse before they Get any better You know there's always somebody playing with Dynamite But I don't worry about a thing Cause I know nothing's gonna be alright |
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| 3. |
| 3:03 | 
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| 4. |
| 2:36 |
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| 5. |
| 2:11 |
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