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I'm standing at the crossroads in life, and I don't know where to go. You know you've got my heart babe, but my musics got my soul. Let me play it one more time, I"ll tell the truth and make it rhyme and hope they understand me. Chorus: Now I lay me down to sleep Pray the Lord my soul to keep And if I die before I wake, Feed Jake He's been a good dog, my best friend, right through it all If I die before I wake, Feed Jake Now Broadway's like a swere, bums and hookers everywhere. WHinos passed out on the sidewalk, doesn't anybody care. Some say he's worhtless, just let him be. I for one would have to disagree and so would their mamas. Chorus: Now I lay me down to sleep Pray the Lord my sould to keep And if I die before I wake, Feed Jake He's been a good dog, my best friend, right through it all If I die before I wake, Feed Jake Now if you get an ear pierced, some will call you gay. But if you drive a pickup, they'll say "no, you must be striaght" What we are and what we ain't, what we can and what we can't. Letras de cancionesDoes it really matter Chorus: Now I lay me down to sleep Pray the Lord my soul to keep And if I die before I wake, Feed Jake He's been a good dog, my best friend, right though it all If I die before I wake, Feed Jake From Letras Mania