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I know a girl who goes by the freeway
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I know someone who's angry at what they say
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I know a girl who thinks the mirrors nice
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Don't get nothing less you pay the price
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This ain't no history Mercenary Man
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This ain't no election, no folk singers here
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Yes I learnt way back to bite my tongue
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Can't do nothing but to have fun
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i learned to close my mouth
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Don't put up a fight, but to shout for......
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This ain't no history Mercenary man
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Yeah this ain't no party
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Cos the only way to the way I learned way back
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Give the dog a bone
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I learned to wait alone, right?
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Yeah I had a friend who drank tooo much
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I had a friend who was involved in such and such
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He lost his wife, his family too
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But he's got something on you...
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This ain't no history Mercenary Man
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This ain't no election no folk singers here
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And I learned the way to calm my fears
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Yeah I found a wat to sleep at night
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Don't think about the bright city lights
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Yes I had a friend who drank too much
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He was involved in such and such and such
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Lost his family, lost his wife
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Yeah but the man's still got his life
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This ain't no history no mercenary man
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This ain't no election, no folk singers here
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I have to run now, to get another beer
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All my friends in the dead of night
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I ain't never gonna put up a fight.
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Mercenary Man
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| Black Crowes |
