Lyrics
Too
many
lovers,
too
many
evils
Too
many
high
class
kinds
of
peoples
I
got
soul,
I
got
loving
I
know
people
who
just
good
for
nothing
Too
many
soldiers
with
their
backs
against
the
wall
I'm
as
good
as
many,
so
much
better
than
most
Too
many
people,
oh
so
many
'Cause
they
got
money,
think
they
got
plenty
That's
not
so,
yes
we
all
know
Who'd
think
that
every
street's
paved
with
gold
You
know
Mr.
Hobo
sleeps
out
in
the
road
He's
as
good
as
me,
so
much
better
than
most
It
doesn't
really
matter
what
you
are
You
could
go
nowhere
or
you
could
go
far
'Cause
there's
no
need
to
hide
inside
yourself
You're
what
you
are,
so
try
and
be
yourself
Oh
yeah
Jump
back,
baby
jump
back
Don't
look
back,
baby
don't
look
back
Jump
back,
baby
jump
back
Ah
don't
look
back,
I
said
baby
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