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Snider Little out of place, little out of tune Sorta lost in space, racin' that moon Climbin' the walls of a hurricane Still overall I can't complain. All I wanted was one chance to let freedom ring They said I had to get a permit, tags and everythin' I never made it through their red tape, I got this paper hat I got a job workin' weekdays, you want fries with that. I got nothin' to lose, nothin' to gain It's like a one way ticket to cruise in that passin' lane I can't complain. I was talkin' with my girlfriend, I told her I was stressed I said I'm goin' off the deep end, she said: 'God, give it a rest' We're all waitin' in the dugout wishin' we could pitch How you gonna throw a shutout if all you do is bitch. I got nothin' to lose, nothin' to gain It's like a one way ticket to cruise in that passin' lane I can't complain. Now I got a brand new dance, I need one more shot I just need one last chance, you know I won't get caught I wanna make my last stand, this time I can't be bought Then again on the other hand, how much have you got? I got nothin' to lose, nothin' to gain It's like a one way ticket to cruise in that passin' lane I can't complain. Little out of place, little out of tune Sorta lost in space, racin' the moon Climbin' the walls of this hurricane Still overall I guess I can't complain Still overall I guess I can't complain ..., I can't complain.
Writer(s): Todd Daniel Snider Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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