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ohhhh
What a day, what a day
I know, I know I need to get away.
ohhh what a day, what a day it's been,
Seems like everybody's starin an' laughin at me.

You know I coulda been a painter,
Mix in some colour to your life's,
Create a disaster piece named the man and he is god of the wive,
Or a fortune- teller,
and I could read your minds,
See if there's truth behind the stories that you tell.

Some day
la la la la la la
One Way
la la la la la la la
Some day, we can make it out of here.

ohhhh
what a shame, what a shame
it turns out you found out that I'm not the one to blame.
ohhh all the names, all the names you call me,
you laugh, you joke, and really you're blind to see...

That I coulda been a lawyer (lawyer, lawyer)
I'd put all your bad guys behind bars,
make you a better version of the miserable men that you are,
or a football player (player, player)
And I'd kick you out of sight,
That all the memories subside,
Then I can get on with my life's

Some day
la la la la la la
One way
la la la la la la la
Some day, we can make it out of here.

Some day
la la la la la la
One way
la la la la la la la
Some day, we can make it out of here.

You know I coulda been a painter,
Mix in some colour to your life's,
Create a disaster piece named the man and he is god of the wive.

Some day
la la la la la la
One way
la la la la la la la
Some day, we can make it out of here.

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