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Three Dog Night It Ain T Easy

ain't the way to have fun, son" "That ain't the way to have fun, no" "That ain't the way to have fun, no" "That ain't the way to have fun, son" "That

Air pollution, revolution, you know I've had my fill. Advertisin', computerizin', don't understand it and I never will. Got to get back to some good

Whenever I need to leave it all behind Or feel the need to get away-ay-ay I find a quiet place, far from the human race Out in the country Before the

you that I'll never get enough, yeah Never, never, never, never, never, never, never get enough Woman Woman, I know you understand The way that I feel, feel Can't

, Louie or Fendi Those are fads and I ain't trendy But wheter your names Lucy, Terry, Laura or Cindy Ice got beef and this ain't Wndy's Bust allmenn

Back it up, clap it up, switch it up, change it up Do that thing for me, do that thing for me Flip it up, give it up, I'mma grip it up while you rip it

got ghetto ways, plus she pays, give me my money Why must I chase the cat? You see ain't nothin' changed but the game, pimpin' ain't easy Bein' settled down just ain't

! Cops got, guns! They givin' out life like by the tons Run! If you ain't do shit, you it That next felony, nigga, it's like three zip So, run! Hop fences

you know, (*inhales*) things move slow I refuse to lose the game like dude from blow (*exhales*) Like it ain't crazy enough, huh My life got ups and downs like an all night