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Well, the doc said, "Son, you've got to quit this life ya lead before
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ya die." I said, "I can't quit. It's all I know and I can't afford
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to die. And how'm I supposed to pay your bills when I'm six feet in
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the ground? And who in the hell's gonna feed my dog when I'm no
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longer 'round?"
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I said, "Ain't there something you can do, doc?
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Some kind of pill or remedy?" He said, "I ain't never heard of no
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drug that works to keep a man from being lazy."
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Huh, I said "Lazy? Now you just watch it, doc, cause I work really
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hard. You see, from 10p.m. to 2a.m., everynight, I play my guitar.
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Yeah, and I drink real hard and I smoke real hard, and I hardly
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have time to sleep. And lately I've been eatin' so hard, I can
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hardly see my feet."
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Well, I sat down and pondered awhile 'bout what the good doc had said
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And I thought real quitely to myself, "Ya know, maybe I'd be better
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off dead." Now you see, a dead man don't hafta worry about the police
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for any warrants he might have out. And I'd no longer hafta hide
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from the credit card collecters tryin' to flush me out.
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Yeah, bein' dead would be great. No more smoke-filled lungs or bars.
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No more worryin' bout that liver disease you get from drinkin' too
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hard. No more playin' all night, no more hangovers that last all day.
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No more meetin' beautiful women, no more rollin' around in the hay.
(or rollin' around...who wrote that?)
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Who'm I kiddin'?? I don't wanna die. I got alot of things left to do.
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I got alot of drinkin' and smokin' and pickin' and grinnin' and
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writin' songs for you.
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Well, I wanna live forever or atleast as long as I can.
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I wanna smoke them cigarettes, feel the burnin' in my lungs man.
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I wanna drink lots of whiskey and get drunk and stupid and stoned.
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And I wanna make love to my woman, feel the passion burn all night
long.
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Lord, don't take me now. You've gotta give me a little more time.
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I've got a few loose ends down here to tie up, alotta worries on my
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mind.
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Well, I wanna live forever or atleast as long as I can.
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I wanna smoke them Marlboro lights, feel the burnin' in my lungs man.
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I wanna drink Wild Turkey and get drunk and stupid and stoned.
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And I wanna make love to my woman, feel the passion burn all night
long.
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Lord, don't take me now. You've gotta give me a little more time.
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I've got a few loose ends down here to tie up, alotta worries on my
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mind.
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I've got a few loose ends down here to tie up, and Lord, you know
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I can't afford to die.
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