Fatboy Slim

Fatboy Slim - That Old Pair Of Jeans lyrics

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All you used to do was put me down

But I found a way to pick myself up off the ground

And all you used to do was criticise me

But now I found the good and I emphasise ya see



You would always get so sensitive

And try to turn your transgressions into my guiltiness

But now I'm certain of the way I live

And what I'm responsible for in this twisted game



And it's such a shame

That you try to make pain

Another word for my name

Whether giving or receiving

It's one the same

Just one more link

In your long-ass chain

But it's time to break

This frame and my strengthful will

Time to jump off this negative cycle we've built

Gave my heart

But my self-respection you wan't still

Now it's time to let ya know if you can hear me fill me



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So I asked my momma for her two cents

And then I asked my little sister and I asked my friend

Then I asked my poppa once and I asked him again

Came two little consensus from all them opinions

That life is too short to be unhappy

And since I know what I'm worth there'll be no settling for dirt

Knowing what I deserve is gold

If I want diamonds then I can't settle for coal



Maybe I was just too strong to let go

Maybe I was just too weak to let it show

Maybe I was just too stubborn to say "No"

But whatever the case I can't take it no more



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Sometimes I think maybe we'll patch it all up

Like a favourite pair of jeans that you won't give up on

Or maybe one of these arguments will make up

And start again like when we started this up

Back when everything was fresh

And every moment a blessing

I'd laugh at all of your jokes

You'd listen to my suggestions

One mind, one soul,

With common decimation

Now we can't help but fight over the directionThanks to thudord@yahoo.com
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