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Well, I been dealing with my situation Gonna hustle on down to the station Hop on an old freight-liner Blow my whistle until I run out of line, line Well, I been dealing with my situation Feel I need some kind of vacation I think I'll go on down across the border Drink tequila and smoke marijuana 'til I'm high, high Well, I been thinkin' 'bout the situation How the world is full of frustration As the president shits upon the nation Wipes his ass with all denominations Turns around and begs for donations Ridin' on the back of the poor man Sellin' him lies, lies Maybe the loser now will always win Maybe there's still a chance for love again After all we've been through in the end We're all waitin' in the same station We're all standin' in the same situation I think I'll go and saddle up my pony Letras de cancionesRide on over to the one and only Bar in town that never gets lonely Sad, or blue, so you can sing to the mornin' Light, sing to the mornin' light Maybe the loser now will always win Maybe there's still a chance for love again After all we've been through in the end We're all waitin' in the same station We're all standin' in the same situation From Letras Mania