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Hey, ho, whoa, whoa, whoa Hey, hey, ha, ah-ah, ah-ah Yeah I like to think about the aftermath When everybody in the world walks just like this Man, you have to laugh Ha ha I'd like to dedicate this to myself When everybody in the world talks just like this You don't have no one else Blah, blah, blah And when I think about you, bless your heart With everybody on your back, tryna tell you how to act, so you dress the part Ha ha I only think about you half the time We get to bringing up the past I be running out of laughs and I have to cry Cry My feet, both my feet, both hurt From walking away Feet, both my feet, both hurt From walking away From Letras Mania