Lucky Lucy She's a kind one Turned her riches Into
a million dollar game Broke out for the harvest
Now she sits On the corner of West and Main
Jeremy's a mind reader Thinks he can tell The
tales of a soul Burned out on the peace pipe Now
he thinks He's got nowhere to go He's for real
Nobody takes him for granted He's for real Nobody
takes him Where he doesn't want to go Take it
from me Take it all eventually Take it all Take
it all from the canvas of my world I've got to
pace myself Before I burnout? yeah I've got to
pace myself Don't wanna burnout Lucky Lucy She's
a kind one Turned her riches Into a million
dollar game Broke out for the harvest Now she
sells Down on the corner of West and Main She's
for real Nobody takes her for granted She's for
real Nobody takes her Where she doesn't want to
go Take it from me Take it all eventually Take it
all Take it all from the canvas of my world Like
a forest We are all the trees Like a forest We
can fall with ease I've got to pace myself Before
I burnout? yeah I've got to pace myself Don't
wanna burnout Don't wanna burnout Don't wanna
burnout Don't wanna burnout
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