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Made love in a room full of competition And I was waiting for the crowd to give some recognition Like when you're waiting for the same old look Where you're shook cause you're thinking she wants ya I wore a wire for the circumstantial deposition They didn't bite and now I'm standing in the same position They caught me creeping like a damn machine Is it me Who's screaming I want ya? I can't teach ya I'm no teacher I wasn't taught to stay I'll take a rain check I need to break Take everything I've made and put it all in one place To take a rain check A sweet escape Take everything I've made and throw it all away I met a man who claimed he sat upon the moon His head was in the clouds but his guitar was in tune He passes time by writing songs about the world How his fathers getting sick, and his brother's now a girl I read a book about way out west Where love is all you need before they lay you down to rest I'm out east with 6 bullets in my chest I can't teach ya I'm not a teacher I'd call a preacher See where he'd meet ya No, I can't teach ya I'm no teacher Call the preacher man I'd bet he'd tell you to stay! I'll take a rain check I need to break Take everything I've made and put it all in one place To take a rain check A sweet escape Take everything I've made and throw it all away. (Take a rain check) To take a rain check A sweet escape Take everything I've made and throw it all away
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