Rogue

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Well you can stay in your fancy hotels
Feeling flappers with their cigarette smells
Stay as dazed as you want
But the place that you bought it ain’t home

Well I’m running from the man who made me
Tell that woman whose holding my baby
That I’ve been away
But I never was alone

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Well if school is your point of view
Baby I might seem a little bit crude
But I’m as cruel as I want to be
But never hit a man out of turn

No I’m not a man of manners
I’ve been sifting through cigarette platters
Striking a match
And looking for some ash to burn

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So you can toss me in some old museum
Throw a sign up and say I’m obscene
But you knew all along
No walls would ever hold me long

Cuz I am here baby I am now
Make waves when my feet hit the ground
Holding the left to the right
Like the day to the night till I’m gone

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