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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeIf I Ever Get Around To Living
If I ever get around to livingI'm gonna put my things awayIn the drawers and in the closetsAnd there I'll stay, stayIf I ever get around to livingIt's gonna be just like I dreamedI'm gonna take the love I'm givenAnd set it free, freeIf I ever get around to livingI'll take the end of every dayTie it up to every morning and sail away, awayFree, freeMaybe it's all a dream, I'm nappin' at 17I don't have tattoosAnd very soon, mother will be calling me, saying"Come upstairs, you got some work to do"When you gonna wise up boy?You are hiding in your mind, working all the timeTrying to make it better than you got itAnd you been spending all your time, searching for a signThat's never gonna look the way you want it.Think you better wise up, boy.I think you better wise up, boy.
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