You threw me out the night before last
And now you want me back in your arms again
You think Im a fool, you treat me like dirt
You pull the string and hope I will be your friend
But I know whats on your mind
So Id rather stay out in the street without a dime
And Id rather beg, beg, borrow and steal
Id rather beg, beg, borrow and steal
Id rather beg, beg, borrow and steal
Than go back to you
Than go back to you
Than go back to you
How long did you think Id hang around
Pretending not to see the tricks you pulled on me
Theres only so much a man can take
Before his life turns into a tragedy
So Im getting out now while I can
Cause I dont want to crawl
I want to walk out like a man
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