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The Bills pile up, The pay goes down,
The world keeps on turning, 'till your in the ground.
Well two steps forward, and six steps back.
Some men can't take it, they walk the tracks.
Born to play, born to play,
You can stay or run away.
Gonna make it someday.
I was born to play.
But here in the middle, of gloom and dispare.
Upon my face, I feel your hair.
Ain't got no silk ties, ain't got no vet.
But on your love baby, I've placed all my bets.
If it all goes sour, if it all goes wrong ,
If I lose everything, I still got this song.
So stay and love me, or scream and run away.
Either way honey I was born to play.