Bastille – What Would You Do (Guitar)

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Boys and girls, wanna hear a true story?

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Saturday night was at this real wild party

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There was liquor overflowin' the cup,

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About 5 or 6 strippers trying to work for a buck.

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So I took one girl outside with me,

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Her name was Londy, she went to Junior High with me,

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I said, "Why you up in there dancing for cash?

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I guess a whole lot's changed since I seen you last."

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What would you do if your son was at home

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Crying all alone on the bedroom floor,

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Cause he's hungry and the only way to feed him is to

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Sleep with a man for a little bit of money?

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And his daddy's gone in and out of lock down,

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I ain't got a job now, he's just smokin' rock now,

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So for you this is just a good time

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But for me this is what I call life

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Girl, you ain't the only one to have a baby,

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That's no excuse to be living all crazy

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So she stared me right square in the eye

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And said, "Everyday I wake up, hoping to die"

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She said, "They're gonna know about pain

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'Cause me and my sister ran away so our daddy couldn't rape us,

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Before I was a teenager

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I done been through more shit you can't even relate to"

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What would you do if your son was at home

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Crying all alone on the bedroom floor,

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Cause he's hungry and the only way to feed him is to

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Sleep with a man for a little bit of money?

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And his daddy's gone in and out of lock down,

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I ain't got a job now, he's just smokin' rock now,

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So for you this is just a good time

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But for me this is what I call life

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(What would you do?) Get up off my feet and stop making tired excuses

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(What would you do?) Get up off my feet and stop making tired excuses

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(What would you do?) Get up off my feet and stop making tired excuses

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(What would you do?) Get up off my feet

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What would you do if your son was at home

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Crying all alone on the bedroom floor,

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Cause he's hungry and the only way to feed him is to

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Sleep with a man for a little bit of money?

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And his daddy's gone in and out of lock down,

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I ain't got a job now, he's just smokin' rock now,

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So for you this is just a good time

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But for me this is what I call life

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What would you do if your son was at home

F
Crying all alone on the bedroom floor,

C
Cause he's hungry and the only way to feed him is to

G
Sleep with a man for a little bit of money?

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And his daddy's gone in and out of lock down,

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I ain't got a job now, he's just smokin' rock now,

C
So for you this is just a good time

G
But for me this is what I call life

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What would you do if your son was at home

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Crying all alone on the bedroom floor,

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Cause he's hungry