Sheryl Crow - All I Wanna Do
Hit it... This ain't no disco
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and it ain't no country club
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this L.A.
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"All I wanna do is have a little fun
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before I die" says the
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man next to me out of nowhere
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Apropos of nothing, he says his name's
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William but I'm sure he's
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Billy, Mac or Buddy
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he's plain ugly to me, and I
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wonder if he's ever had a day of fun in his life
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We are drinking beer at noon on a Tuesday
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in a bar that faces a giant car wash
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The good people of the world are washing their cars
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on their lunch break, as best as they
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can in skirts and suits
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They drive their shiny Datsuns and Buicks
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back to the phone company and the record store
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Well they're nothing like Bily and me,
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cause all I wanna do is have some fun,
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I've got a feeling that I'm not the only one,
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all I wanna do is have some fun,
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I've got a feeling that I'm not the only one
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all I wanna do is have some fun,
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until the sun comes up over
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Santa Monica boule vard
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I like a good beer buzz early in the morning
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and Billy likes to peel the labels from his
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Bottle of Bud
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and shred them on the bar
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Ehen he lights every match in an oversized pack
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letting each one burn down to his
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thick fingers before blowing
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And cursing them out
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and he's watching the Buds as they
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spin on the floor,
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a happy couple enters the bar dangerously close,
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the bartender looks up from his want ads
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otherwise the bar is ours
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the day and thee night and the car wash too
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the matches and the Buds and
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the clean and dirty cars
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the sun and the moon
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