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roughhouse - racin' lyrics

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got lots of money-no job
you got know reason to be alive
white rock, eight ball
i need a line just to give you a call
black money from the kids at school
you sell to me and you’d be a fool
cool dudes, sharp clothes
a fancy car and a burning nose

ooh, i feel the sensation
tonight i’m gonna be racin’

one time, too much
i blew my mind right out of touch
work hard, real fast
i need a line to make it last
try to catch me but you never can
i’m not real, i’m the chemical man
no sleep, skin and bones
no food, no color tones

got lots of money-no job
you got know reason to be alive
white rock, eight ball
i need a line just to give you a call
black money from the kids at school
you sell to me and you’d be a fool
cool dudes, sharp clothes
a fancy car and a burning nose



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