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Teeth as clean as summer cotton,
Take a look at mine they've gone all rotten,
'Cus I like to get this, get this dirty,
Gonna drink a beer and get all flirty,
With academy members in a tuxedo I look so slim.
I can't escape myself, ego is taking over,
You're like me, you have no lucky clover.
When I was born someone told me "It takes a lot to get far, get going now."

Gone so bitter now I'm happy, please don't talk to me.
These boots were made for kicking ass, and it is yours I see.

Don't feel alive when I'm online,
We need to go out where the lights don't shine,
And where the people dress all differently,
Two men, one horse, and the sea, let's go.

Gone so bitter now I'm happy, please don't talk to me.
These boots were made for kicking ass, and it is yours I see.

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from Selected Recordings From The Album Trilogy, released February 7, 2016

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