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I'm goin' on a walk I'm goin' on a walk I'm goin' on a walk I'm goin' on a walk I gotta dog, dog I gotta baby, baby Suburban Hell on Wheels, canned fasciitis in my heels So fuckin' move already! I didn't get to take a lunch today And now you want me to do what? I'm goin' on a walk I'm goin' on a walk I'm goin' on a walk I'm goin' on a walk I got my podcast on I'm crushin' memory foam I hide behind mirrored shades, and my kid's got it made We brought the iPad along I got a one-hitter in my pocket, man It's daddy's time to shine! I'm goin' on a walk I'm goin' on a walk I'm goin' on a walk I'm goin' on a walk MOSH PART You know, this is the one time of day I get to myself I take thirty minutes, that's all I ask for, thirty minutes But sometimes, it takes me ten minutes just to get out the door! Cuz even my walk, even my own walk is not my own I take the kid on the walk I take the dog on the walk I take the kid's stuff on the walk I take the dog's stuff on the walk Gotta find my airpods for the walk Gotta download podcasts for the walk Lars Frederikson on Turned Out a Punk It'll take eight walks just to hear it all! But I got a one-hitter in my pocket, man It's daddy's time to shine! I'm goin' on a walk (I don't wanna see my neighbors I'm goin' on a walk (I just wanna be alone) I'm goin' on a walk (I might not get very far now) I'm goin' on a walk (But at least I'm gettin stoned)
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