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      | It
used to be not long ago bad habits ruled my life | 
              
      | They
cost me everything I'd known… my home… my job… my wife | 
              
      | That
hit me hard… smack in my face… a shocking ice-cold shower | 
              
      | I
saw my life one sad disgrace… I had to find my power | 
              
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      | I
can't remember when it was when first I took to drink | 
              
      | It
numbed my pain but dumbed my mind to where I couldn't think | 
              
      | I've
toked that locoweed which no one innocently grows | 
              
      | I've
climbed the sky… nine miles high… white garbage up my nose | 
              
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      | I'm
here to say I'm comin' clean and I'm hangin' on that wagon | 
              
      | I'm
feelin' good… my chin is up… my butt's no longer draggin' | 
              
      | I've
quit 'most everything I've done that made my life turn blue | 
              
      | So now… you nasty cigarette… my only
vice is you! | 
              
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      | Instrumental Break | 
              
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      | You've
scorched my shirts and fouled my breath and singed my 'stache with fire | 
              
      | You've
stained my teeth and transformed me into a shunned pariah | 
              
      | I'm snortin' mad to stay smoke-free… it's 
tough and I'm not lyin' | 
              
      | 'Cause if you have your way with me I'll 
surely wind up dyin' | 
              
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      | I'm
here to say I'm comin' clean and I'm hangin' on that wagon | 
              
      | I'm
feelin' good… my chin is up… my butt's no longer draggin' | 
              
      | I've
quit 'most everything I've done that made my life turn blue | 
              
      | So
now… you nasty cigarette… my only vice is you! | 
              
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      | You've
stunk my house and funked my car and gunked my lungs to wheezin' | 
              
      | You've held me up to ridicule and unrelenting 
teasin' | 
              
      | I pray each day to stay smoke-free… I swear 
I'll keep on tryin' | 
              
      | 'Cause if you have your way with me I'll 
surely wind up dyin' | 
              
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      | I'm
here to say I'm comin' clean and I'm hangin' on that wagon | 
              
      | I'm
feelin' good… my chin is up… my butt's no longer draggin' | 
              
      | I've
quit 'most everything I've done that made my life turn blue | 
              
      | So
now… you nasty cigarette… my only vice is you! | 
              
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      | I'm
here to say I'm comin' clean and I'm hangin' on that wagon | 
				
      | I'm
feelin' good… my chin is up… my butt's no longer draggin' | 
				
      | I've
quit 'most everything I've done that made my life turn blue | 
				
      | So
now… you nasty cigarette… my only vice is you! | 
				
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      | (Man,
I've gotta quit these things | 
              
      | They're
gonna put me in an early grave!) | 
              
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