Just Like

i play the game and always hating to lose
i take a fight and worrying about all the risk

oh no

i take a job and i hate to getting tired
i’d like to sail but i hate to meet wave

what’s wrong

i’m like the summer that is hate to see the sun
the truth i’m young man who can sail the sun,

and getting fun

i’m like the old bag that is hanging on the wall
the truth i’m young man who should never give it up,

and say it out loud

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