I Can't Complain

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A little out of place, a little out of time
              A                 D
Sorta lost in space, racing the moon
             G                  D      G
Climbing the walls of this hurricane
G         D   A            D
Still overall, I can't complain

All I wanted was one chance to let freedom ring
They said I had to get a permit, tags and everything
I never made it through the red tape, I got this paper hat
I got a job working weekdays, you want fries with that

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I got nothin to lose
                        D
Cause there's nothin to gain
            G       G/F#      Em             D       A
It's like a one way ticket to cruise in that passing lane
        D
I can't complain


I was talkin with my girlfriend, I told her I was stressed
I said I'm going off the deep end, she said give it a rest
We're all waiting in the dugout, wishin' we could pitch
How you gonna throw a shutout, if all you do is bitch

Chorus

So now I got a brand new dance, I need one more shot
I just need one last chance, you know I won't get caught
I gotta make my last stand this time I can't be bought
But then again on the other hand how much have you got

Chorus

A little out of place, a little out of tune
We're all lost in space, racing the moon
Climbin' the walls of this hurricane
Still overall, I guess I can't complain