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When I was born
The doc, he held me by my ankles
Smacked my red behind
They hosed me down
Wrapped me like a bean burrito
Then marked the date and time
Hats off
To the ones that string the beads together
And keep the ducks in line
Hats off
To all the ones that stood before me
And taught a fool to rhyme
At thirteen
I made myself a motion picture
Out of lumps of clay
At fourteen
I pulled some weeds and bought a four-string
Taught myself to play
At seventeen
I'd get naked with a beauty queen
At the Hot Tub Zone
At nineteen
She was livin' hard and snortin' drugs
That decayed her bones (that's why I say)
Hats off
To the ones that put it all together
And keep their ducks in a line
Hats off
To all the ones that erred before me
And taught me how to survive
Survive
Survive
Survive
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