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Текст (слова) песни: Brodie - Good GuyBad Luck
I remember growing up, and I Can`t forget throwing up That Friday night I drank everything in site, and
I remember sneaking out, and how My mom was freaking out When I got home She had the police on the phone
Why do I always insist on Making these dumb mistakes I guess I`m just a good guy with bad:
I remember skipping class, and I Can`t forget that car crash I didn`t get far I hit the principals new car, and
I remember her Dad`s place, and I Can`t forget her Dad`s face When he opened the door And caught us on her bedroom floor
Why do I always insist on Making these dumb mistakes Maybe it`s just part of growing up
I`d like to think I`ll learn my lesson How many times does it take I guess I`m just a good guy with bad luck
I`m just a good guy with bad luck I`m always screwing up This time I`m really fucked I`m just a good guy with bad luck
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