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Fortunate Son

Saturday, December 25, 2010. Some folks are born made to wave the flag,. Ooh, theyre red, white and blue. And when the band plays Hail to the chief,. Ooh, they point the cannon at you, Lord,. It aint me, it aint me, I aint no senators son, son. It aint me, it aint me; I aint no fortunate one, no,. Some folks are born silver spoon in hand,. Lord, dont they help themselves, oh. But when the taxman comes to the door,. Lord, the house looks like a rummage sale. Ooh, they send you down to war.

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Teddy Geiger - For You I Will. Saturday, December 25, 2010. Wondering the streets, in a world underneath it all. Nothing seems to be, nothing tastes as sweet. What I feel about you. And cannon ball into the water. Forgive me if I stutter.

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Saturday, December 25, 2010. Some folks are born made to wave the flag,. Ooh, theyre red, white and blue. And when the band plays Hail to the chief,. Ooh, they point the cannon at you, Lord,. It aint me, it aint me, I aint no senators son, son. It aint me, it aint me; I aint no fortunate one, no,. Some folks are born silver spoon in hand,. Lord, dont they help themselves, oh. But when the taxman comes to the door,. Lord, the house looks like a rummage sale. Ooh, they send you down to war.

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