G - Intro
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Trouble tracks me down
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It's been draggin me around
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Since my feet first touched the ground
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And I'm kickin like a kid
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Cause I can't get rid of it
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And it's never going nowhere now
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I duck-dodge to my left
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I slide-step to my right
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But it nails me every time
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And I'm finished throwin fits
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Yea, I've learned to live with it
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Marching steady, straight, and by my side
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And trouble makes no seam
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Just sweeps in surgical and clean
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Leaves me begging on my hands and knees
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And she's always on the clock
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But she doesn't only watch
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Cause she wrecks me straight into my sleep
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When I drift into a dream
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And I'm sailing on some sea
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Shootin' whiskey with my I rish bride
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Til evening, Goodman wakes me up
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I'm alone in Brooklyn broke as fuck
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Splitting headache and some bloodshot eyes
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And I've known trouble all my life
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And I'm sick of asking why
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It's like screaming at a set of dies