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While at first blush, wasting time whining about what a waste of time something is may seem illogical, the inherent irony just magnifies the lameness. Good thing he wasn't from some more hot-headed part of the world.
You're running late, the boss is bitchin', It's cold outside, and the car won't start Well i don't mean to bitch i swear Cause we all got our cross to bear Chorus: But when i hear the music All my troubles just fade away When i hear the music Let it play, let it play When i hear the music Sure as darkness i can see the day When i hear the music Let it play Let it play Life's just rented space getting laid to waste When the lines on my face say i'm growing older Just a stitch in time gonna save my mind When the weight of the world lies on my shoulders Soon i won't have a place to fit But i'll cross that bridge when i come to it Chorus : Bret and C.
C.:[size]Don't Give Up an Inch[/size] Chorus: Don't give up an inch girl If you won't take me for the mile Don't give up an inch girl If you won't take me for a mile Miles from home and i'm all alone And looking for a first time We took a long ride And there by your side I did my first crime Well mary mary quite contrary Just how does your garden grow She said you ring my bell And rattle my shell I'll be your pretty maid all in a row Put me to the test Lay me down to rest While your nails cut me up like a knife Put me in you like a flesh tattoo And scarred this poor boy for life Chorus It was a hot one In the summer sun And more than heat was rising I remember that september And just how you left me smiling I left there shaken Body was achin' Like it never did before Begged and pleaded Swear i needed Needed you a whole lot more Put me to the test Lay me down to rest While your nails cut me up like a knife Put me in you like a flesh tattoo And scarred this poor boy for life Chorus, solo Made this boy's bell ring And there i earned my wings Left me there in sweet pain Hell i'll never be the same Chorus Bret: Rolling Stone made fun of Bret Michaels for this song because he "finally discovers social commentary.
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It has a few scratches and rust spots but is in pretty good shape overall. I'd be very careful purchasing a firearm that you don't know much about.
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