I'm a lot like my dad
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I would have to say
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He's been wearing a beard ever since mum passed away
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She would'a hated it
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Inspiring, he likes to go to church
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To hear the choir sing 'Roses and Bluejays'
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Winner comes, game over
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He's in the driveway removing snow with a flamethrower
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Drives a hard bargain
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Knows how to get the deals
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Spring fever hits, he needs a new set of wheels
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Every year it never fails
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Roaming around in his hometown beach
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Combing 'Roses and Bluejays'
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I'm a lot like my father
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He knows he should go to work
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But sometimes he doesn't bother
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Reads books of every sort
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Gets all the news he needs from the weather report
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The door stays open a few days and closes
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What's more important than Bluejays and Roses?
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Son of a gun
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The old man is something else
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In addition to being a bull-fighter and magician
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He's a lazy river, Slow moving train
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Future hall-of-famer, playing through the pain
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He's a Grizzly Bear
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And do you know one time he even saw a UFO?
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My dad's favorite things are Roses and Bluejays
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I would say we're the same, in more than a few ways
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Full of beans and big ideas
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'Cause I can't sleep
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I'm not sure why he is
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Wide awake and off to the races
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Out of gas and lost in space
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So,
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Full of beans and big ideas
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'Cause I can't sleep
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I'm not sure why he is
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Wide awake and off to the races
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Out of gas and lost in space
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Roses And Bluejays
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| Buck 65 |
