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There's never room
On your bedroom floor
I'm tripping over things
Just to shut
The door

Kick him out
Kick him out
Is all I hear
Is all I hear

You're not my kid
But I feel like like today
I should kick in your door
Just to say
Just to say
Just to say
Just to say
Just to say

Oh, you get out
Cause you're no son of mine
And all you have
Is your precious
Little time
You go out
To come back in
And out and round again
I said you get out
Cause you're no son of mine
But you're rich
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It is what it is
That is what is
The problem for me
The problem for me

You're not my kid
But I feel like today
I should kick in your door
Just to say
Just to say
Just to say
Just to say
Just to say

Oh, you get out
Cause you're no son of mine
And all you have
Is your precious
Little time
You go out
To come back in
And out and round again
Tables turn
Bridges they burn
The time fades away
I said you get out
Cause you're no son of mine
But you're rich
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Writer(s): Kevan Schell
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