Intro
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[Verse 1]
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We've all seen a man at the liquor store beggin' for your change.
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The hair on his face is dirty, dread-locked, and full of mange.
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He asks a man for what he could spare, with shame in his eyes.
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"Get a job you fucking slob," is all he replies.
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God forbid you ever had to walk a mile in his shoes.
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'Cause then you really might know what it's like to sing the blues.
[Chrous]
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Then you really might know what it's like... (What it's like)
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Then you really might know what it's like... (What it's like)
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Then you really might know what it's like... (What it's like)
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Then you really might know what it's like...
[Interlude]
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[Verse 2]
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Mary got pregnant from a kid named Tom, that said he was in love.
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He said, "Don't worry about a thing, baby doll, I'm the man you've been dreaming of."
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But 3 months later he say he won't date her or return her calls
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And she swear, "God damn, if I find that man, I'm cuttin' off his balls."
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And then she heads for the clinic and she gets some static walking through the door.
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They call her a killer, and they call her a sinner and they call her a whore.
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God forbid you ever had to walk a mile in her shoes.
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'Cause then you really might know what it's like to have to choose.
[Chrous]
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Then you really might know what it's like... (What it's like)
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Then you really might know what it's like... (What it's like)
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Then you really might know what it's like... (What it's like)
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Then you really might know what it's like...
[Bridge](Picked like the intro)
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I've seen a rich man beg. I've seen a good man sin. I've seen a tough man cry.
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I've seen a loser win. And a sad man grin. I heard an honest man lie.
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I've seen the good side of bad. And the downside of up. And everything between.
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I licked the silver spoon. Drank from the golden cup. And smoked the finest green.
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I stroked the fattest dimes, at least a couple of times. Before I broke their heart.
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You know where it ends, it usually depends, on where you start.
[Interlude]
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[Verse 3]
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I knew this kid named Max, who used to get fat stacks out on the corner with drugs.
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He liked to hang out late, he liked to get shit-faced and keep the pace with thugs.
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Until late one night there was a big old fight and Max lost his head.
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He pulled out his chrome .45, talked some shit, and wound up dead.
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Now his wife and his kids are caught in the midst of all of this pain.
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You know it comes that way, at least that's what they say when you play the game.
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God forbid you ever had to wake up to hear the news.
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'Cause then you really might know what it's like to have to lose.
[Chrous]
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Then you really might know what it's like... (What it's like)
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Then you really might know what it's like... (What it's like)
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Then you really might know what it's like... (What it's like)
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Then you really might know what it's like... to have to lose.
[Outro]
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