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Tytuł: Unfortunate thing

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Breaking out of school ain't really fooling no one
   I was sure I'd get my reward in time
   Backing up the street with the smell of sweet sensation
   Didn't want to be another dime
   Hidden in the pocket of some unfortunate nation
   Didn't have no money, sure didn't have the time
  
   Unfortunate thing, such an unfortunate thing
   Unfortunate thing, such an unfortunate thing
   But I fought with nothing
   But I fought with nothing, nothing, nothing
  
   Laughing at the rumor that you've been screwing someone
   Laugh better cry it could be your turn next time
   Brother what a lover beyond the fourth dimension
   He's got an ego that's bigger than yours and mine
  
   Unfortunate thing, such an unfortunate thing
   Unfortunate thing, such an unfortunate thing
   But I fought with nothing
   But I fought with nothing, nothing, nothing
  
   Don't call me Bwana
   Let it settle in your heart
   We move from children
   Into business counterpart
   Your head was shaking
   As I walked into the room
   A spirit breaking
   That's why I feel this way
  
   Breaking out of school ain't really fooling no one
   I was sure I'd get my reward in time
   Backing up a street with the smell of sweet sensation
   Didn't want to be another dime
  
   Unfortunate thing, such an unfortunate thing
   Unfortunate thing, such an unfortunate thing
   But I fought with nothing
   But I fought with nothing, nothing, nothing