Ricky was a young boy, he had a heart of stone
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Lived 9 to 5 and worked his fingers to the bone
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Just barely got out of school, came from the edge of town
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Fought like a switchblade so no one could take him down
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He had no money, ooh no good at home
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He walked the streets a soldier and he fought the world alone
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Now it's
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18 and life you got it
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18 and life you know
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Your crime is time and it's
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18 and life to go
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18 and life you got it
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18 and life you know
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Your crime is time and it's
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18 and life to go
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Tequila in his heartbeat, his veins burned gasoline
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It kept his motor running but it never kept him clean
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They say he loved adventure, "Ricky's the wild one"
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He married trouble, had a courtship with a gun
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Bang, bang shoot 'em up, the party never ends
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You can't think of dying when the bottle's your best friend
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18 and life you got it
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18 and life you know
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Your crime is time and it's
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18 and a life to go
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18 and life you got it
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18 and life you know
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Your crime is time and it's
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18 and life to go
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"Accidents will happen" they all heard Ricky say
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He fired his six-shot to the wind, that child blew a child away
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18 and life you got it
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18 and life you know
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Your crime is time and it's
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18 and a life to go
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18 and life you got it
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18 and life you know
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Your crime is time, it's
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18 and life to go
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18 & Life
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Sebastian Bach |