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here we go again
people always ask me "say man, who's tom foolin'"said he ain't no friend of minepeople always ask me "say man, who's tom foolin'"said he ain't no friend of minebut if ya'll need a friend i suggest you give him a try'cause he's just a man but man he'll be a friend 'til the day you die
now tom foolin' was the one what tried to recreate his own deathwith a stack of prostitutes and a pack of cigaretteshe'd say "man, it ain't about the way you goit's just a question of if you're up to quest any way the wind my blow"and uh, "fire" he'd tell ya"fire is all ya need to find out when you're dyin' what it was that made you breath"whew
now people always ask me "say man, who's tom foolin'"
see tom foolin' was just a joker with a crazy eightand she had sphinx eyes and that was all he'd ever need to keep him straightand he'd say "see my baby, you know uh, she's my baby"with her pistol smile was what let him know he'd be hers for a whilebut tom foolin' was just a man of the slaving senseshe'd spend too much time in a bottle of wine and the sacrosanct romancessingin' "break me, take me, do with me what you needthe first to throw his stone will just be the first to see me bleedand oh, i ain't never been one to tell no one how to live,but if your stones get to heavy..."
now people always ask me "say man, who's tom foolin'"said he ain't the man before your facebut if he was, he left without a trace
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