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Sittin' up all night trying to have a good time
Singing my songs and trying to get paid
I've been roughed up beat up I
I've been cut I got a tattoo at a tender age

Never could respect a sheriff trying to break my neck
With a few friends and a can of mace
Born on the south side with a lot of rebel pride
Raised a lot of hell in my younger days

Hey, I can't help what I say
I could be right, I could be wrong
It just might hurt but it makes me strong

If the shoe fits, wear it and if the truth hurts, bear it
Well, that's the kind of life I'm living and I plan on living long
Yeah, it's a hard road to choose being good and paying dues
But that's the kind of life I'm living and I plan on living long

Running hard, running free, never gonna catch me
Driving too fast on a black top road
Loaded up, hammered back I'll smack you with my tire jack
You better walk away before I carry you home

Passing my pig sty sleeping where the dogs lie
Anywhere I go is where I call my home
Been stoned, been straight, been to hell and heavens gate
I got thrown out when they said I didn't belong

Hey, I just keep movin' on
I could be right, I could be wrong
It just might hurt but it makes me strong

Well, if the shoe fits, wear it and if the truth hurts, bear it
Well, that's the kind of life I'm living and I plan on living long
Yeah, it's a hard road to choose, being good and paying dues
But that's the kind of life I'm living and I plan on living long

Well, that's the kind of life I'm living and I plan on living long
Sittin' up all night trying to have a good time   Singing my songs and trying to get paid   I've been roughed up beat up I   I've been cut I got a tattoo at a tender age      Never could respect a sheriff trying to break my neck   With a few friends and a can of mace   Born on the south side with a lot of rebel pride   Raised a lot of hell in my younger days      Hey, I can't help what I say   I could be right, I could be wrong   It just might hurt but it makes me strong      If the shoe fits, wear it and if the truth hurts, bear it   Well, that's the kind of life I'm living and I plan on living long   Yeah, it's a hard road to choose being good and paying dues   But that's the kind of life I'm living and I plan on living long      Running hard, running free, never gonna catch me   Driving too fast on a black top road   Loaded up, hammered back I'll smack you with my tire jack   You better walk away before I carry you home      Passing my pig sty sleeping where the dogs lie   Anywhere I go is where I call my home   Been stoned, been straight, been to hell and heavens gate   I got thrown out when they said I didn't belong      Hey, I just keep movin' on   I could be right, I could be wrong   It just might hurt but it makes me strong      Well, if the shoe fits, wear it and if the truth hurts, bear it   Well, that's the kind of life I'm living and I plan on living long   Yeah, it's a hard road to choose, being good and paying dues   But that's the kind of life I'm living and I plan on living long      Well, that's the kind of life I'm living and I plan on living long