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Found a piece of candy on the floor and I couldn't resist but taste it
Momma wanted to smack me
and that's when I made up my mind and I ate it
and I have to admit it tasted better
than the ones in the kitchen cupboard

Every night I'd look out the bedroom window
and wonder what it's like to run away
Daddy told me he would hit me if I did it
so I made up my mind and I ran away
and I have to admit
it wasn't as scary as I thought it would be

What doesn't kill you makes you sick
and if you're sick you learned a lesson
and with every lesson you get wiser
So I figure that it pays to cross the line
and eat a little dirt sometimes

I found a book about mystical things
but momma said it's against our religion
So late at night I'd read it anyways and that was
the last time I asked for permission
and I have to admit that
I don't regret telling her lies cuz it opened my eyes

What doesn't kill you makes you sick
and if you're sick you learned a lesson
and with every lesson you get wiser
So I figure that it pays to cross the line
and eat a little dirt sometimes

I won't let my years go to waste
living in a cagethis prodigal child will always strayI g
ot over the stomach ache
wiped the mud off my face
cuz this world belongs to the brave

What doesn't kill you makes you sick
and if you're sick you learned a lesson
and with every lesson you get wiser
So I figure that it pays to cross the line
and eat a little dirt sometimes

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