Your friends will say
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It's self defense
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With no hope of recompense
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And anyway it makes no sense
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The way you hurt me baby
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You always turn the other cheek
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Always acted mild and meek
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Ya always played me for a geek
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The way you dressed to kill
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Why don't just get a gun and shoot it
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Why don't you just get a gun
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Why don't you just get a gun
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And shoot it through this heart of mine
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Through this heart of mine
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You tried to stretch me on the rack
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I saw you laughing when I cracked
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You broke my will you broke my back
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On the wheel of uncertainty
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You tried to push me to the edge
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You wouldn't listen when I begged
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Why don't you push me off the ledge
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It's just torture baby
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Why don't just get a gun and shoot it
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Why don't you just get a gun
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Why don't you just get a gun
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And shoot it through this heart of mine
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Through this heart of mine
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Through this heart of mine
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Through this heart of mine
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Why don't you just buy a gun
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Why don't you just buy a gun and shoot it
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Why don't you just buy a gun
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Your friends will say it's self defense
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They say it's cheap and no expense
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Why don't you just get a gun and use it
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Why don't you just get a gun
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Gun [cont]
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Why don't you just get a gun
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And shoot it through this heart of mine
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Through this heart of mine
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Through this heart of mine
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Gun
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Mick Jagger |