Every morning I go to my local foodstore
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To buy a bag of sweet sixteen.
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God I love those little doughnuts
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It looks like I'll turn out to be
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A cop even though I dream of
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Playing every sold out show.
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Having dreams and eating sweets
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Won't get you where you want to go.
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I try as hard as hard can be
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I still can't get the stuff I need
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But it's ok- For now it seems
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I'm living life expectancy
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I'd really love a new guitar
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Something bright metallic green.
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Guess I'll wait for it a while
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For now I'll eat my sweet sixteen.
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Well if I am a mindless fool
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I'll die by following the rules
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Now Heaven doesn't want me there
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And Hell must have a load to bear
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Cause they said, "Gee we're all filled up!
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Please take a number wait in line."
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There must be other doughnut eaters
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Hey,perhaps they're friends of mine
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Sweet Sixteen
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| Inspection 12 |
