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Big D And The Kids Table Good Luck

to get along Good luck, with not getting caught up Good luck, with not getting stressed Good luck, with figuring things out Good luck, with doing your best Good luck, with not loosing yourself Good luck

my sack like, good luck getting back I'm like, ?The fuck I'm going outta there? And if I'm not careful, be the same place they find him there And I'm

Have kids and marry a prince Good luck and happiness And no longer shut yourself in, taste the pain, the sorrow The sun'll shine and still come out tomorrow