Cifras
When You're Gone

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Took me everythin' I had just to roll outta bed
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and to get down on that con man,   get the fuck out of my head
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and for every coin I make , 'n she, she makes me wait
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But tell me who?   yeah who?     Who's gonna rip me off?
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Who's gonna rip me off,     when I'm gone?
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verse 2
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I left 'm on the table I swore I had about seven or eight
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but I woke up with nothin' but a half-a-butts there
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with nothin' but me and my dumb fuckin' face
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I shit but anyhow , how could do me like that?
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But tell me who?   Yeah whoooo?   Well who's gonna smoke my smokes?
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Who's gonna smoke my smokes when you're gone?
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verse 3
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Well I was comin' off the end of some awful sorta bender
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I thought about the last couple dem down in the vegetable crisper
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but I woke up to nothin' but cans in my sink
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But tell me who? Oh yeah whoooo?   Well who's gonna drink my hard-mornin' booze?
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Well who's gonna drink my booze, when you're gone?
verse 4
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Well I'm sittin' in the bar with my ho-bo dog, she's off in the corner with some other hobo's dog.
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Well I fuckin' reel buddy,     I gotta deal with this.         Right Arlo?
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Well tell me who?   Oh yeah who?   Well who's gonna beat my dog,
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Who's gonna beat my dog when I'm gone?
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Verse 5
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Well I'm still sittin' in the same fuckin' bar.
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    It's well the fuck past dark, I got piss full a reasons why the bitch shoulda came back,
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but ya know she doesn't 'cause,     she likes to make me wait
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But tell me who, yeah who?   Who's gonna beat my wife,
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Who's gonna beat my wife,     when I'm gone?
Verse 6
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I'm still sittin' here, I'm feelin' kinda shitty.
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about my wander down the inner east side of this God forsaken city
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I picked up my dope' dog who weren't no ambulance meat
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But tell me who, yeah who?   Who's gonna smash the dope?   Who's gonna smash the dope, at my wake?
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verse 1
 C                                                               E7 
Took me everythin' I had just to roll outta bed
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and to get down on that con man, get the fuck out of my head
                             Am7                               G                       C 
and for every coin I make , she, she makes me wait