White Stripes : Misc: Jack White

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Well I get into the game, but it's always the same

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I'm the man with the name Hip Eponymous Poor Boy, Poor Boy

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Call me whatever you may, I ain't stoppin' the train

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I get a feel for the fame Hip Eponymous Poor Boy, poor boy

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And I know that I can't defeat you

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Yeah, you don't worry now, I ain't going to preach to you

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Well, there you go, but I'll be going right there with you

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Yeah wherever you'll be, you'll be lookin' at me But don't get out of your chair, put a bow in your hair You might be makin' 'em stare, so leave the care to the poor boy, the poor boy And that's the name of the game, keep on stayin' the same Ain't nobody to blame, nobody but the poor boy, the poor boy Well OK, so you fell asleep today What's funny to me though is that you did that yesterday You might think I'm mad for doing all the things that I don't need to do But while you're laughin' at me, well I'll be laughin' at you So I get into the game, but always keep it the same And I'll be usin' your name, but they'll be yellin' at me "Poor boy, poor boy" But I'll be happy for you, cause you got nothin' to do And I'll be singin' the blues, walkin' around singin' "Poor boy, poor boy" Sometimes a cold shiver comes over me And it turns me on when the song takes over me But alright, I can't fight it the odds are against me But I can't sit still because I know that I will And you'll be watching me girl, takin' over the world Let the stripes unfurl, gettin' rich singin' "Poor boy, poor boy" And I'll be comin' to play, I do it every day And the title will stay, Hip Eponymous Poor Boy, poor boy

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I want love to roll me over slowly

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Stick a knife inside of me and twist it all around

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I want love to grab my fingers gently

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Slam them in a doorway, put my face into the ground I want love to murder my own mother And take her off to somewhere like hell or up above And I want love to change my friends to enemies Change my friends to enemies and show me how it's all my fault

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I won't let love disrupt, corrupt or interrupt me I won't let love disrupt, corrupt or interrupt me

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Anymore I want love to walk right up and bite me Grab a hold of me and fight me and leave me dying on the ground I want love to split my mouth wide open And cover up my ears and never let me hear a sound I want love to forget that you offended me Or how you have defended me when everybody talked me down I want love to change my friends to enemies Change my friends to enemies and show me how it's all my fault I won't let love disrupt, corrupt or interrupt me I won't let love disrupt, corrupt or interrupt me Anymore

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I got no truck with you, woman, always comin' over when I ain't home

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You hand a buck to me baby, tried your luck to try to get in my song

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Oh well your mama was a bastard, had your blasted face all over the scene

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And you got hassled by your daddy, always pushin' tryin' to make you come clean

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You broke your tongue talkin' trash, now you're tryin' to bring your garbage to me

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I got some words for your ass, you better find somebody else up the street

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Two monkeys jumping on the bed and one fell off and hit his head on the ground

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The other monkey called the doctor, said another body dead on the ground

White Stripes : Misc: Jack White

Hip (Eponymous) Poor Boy

Love Interruption

Trash Tongue Talker