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FFrom my humble Cbeginning CTo our bitter Fend You were the one who was Cpretending CThat I was your Forphan In a Cbrownstone apartment inF Brooklyn I Cfound a new Cplace to dwell I tCore up my ticket to TFennessee and checked Cout of the HollywCood hotel
AmYou can call me a Amturncoat FChallenge my Cdignity But you were Cwrong about Cme You were Cwrong, all along, about Cme
FTake of your plastic Chalo CBut don't shun the monks inside your Fhead Give it to the gullibCle grooms CWho drink their snake oil beside Fyour bed In your Cconjured up courtroom my FintegrityC is on tCrial The pCrosecution is gatherinFg evidencCe from Cdenial
AmYou can preach to the Amchoir FSay that I'm Cguilty But you were Cwrong about Cme You were Cwrong, all along, about Cme
FGo tell all your friends CTell the boys back home about it FTell your nurses and nuns about it CTell all your cats about it You were Fwrong you were wrongC..F. C
FStubborn cowboys click their boCotheels CThey're all settling their dFebts I'm not making any mCore deals CI ain't placing no more Fbets DowntCown on wall street where Fthe millionaires Csmoke their Ccigars I traCded all my savings fFor a new Csuit and an electric Cguitar
AmYou could say that I Amsold out FBut nobody works for Cfree But you were Cwrong about Cme You were Cwrong, all along, about Cme