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    Four more days until the sun comes up until his brand new job will fill his empty cup
    Three more nights just to prove he's grown, he better send that letter back home
    Two more friends that he's left for dead, I guess he didn't like the feeling of an empty head
    One more smoke until the turkey's cold, he better find somebody he knows

    Well every night he finds himself awake and thinks
    "Oh, great, I'm a junkie, I ain't got no money… those Colorado girls in the Valley sure seem cool…"
    It could happen to you

    One whole day since he left his cot, now he's cookin' up his dinners in a cookin' pot
    Two days out and nearly got no job, he better find somebody to rob
    Three days out and now he's getting mad, folks just never really seem to understand
    Four more days until the sun comes up, better find somebody to love

    Well every night he finds himself awake and thinks
    "Oh, great, I'm a junkie, I ain't got no money… those Colorado girls in the Valley sure seem cool…"
    And the girls say
    "Rob me, Robbie, cuz I don't mind! My boyfriend's outta town about a half of the time
    Rob me, Robbie, gonna make you mine - gonna get you back in line
    Rob me, Robbie, cuz I don't mind! My boyfriend's outta town about a half of the time
    Rob me, Robbie, gonna make you mine - gonna get you back in line, we're gonna get you back in line, we're gonna get you back in line, we're gonna get you back in line"

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