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Lyrics for 'In Need' by 'Grand Funk Railroad'
Hey, Hey, Mama; Mama, What You Tryin' To Do?
You Keep On Talkin' To Me, 'till Your Face Turns Blue.
Well, Do You Think I'm A Young Boy, Yet To Make Up My Mind?
Well, I'm Just Castin' All My Toys, I'm Gonna' Leave What's Behind Me, Behind.
I'm Gonna' Leave What's Behind Me, Behind.
I Saw An Old High School Friend, Just The Other Day,
He Didn't Ask Me How I'd Been, He Asked Me "how Was My Pay?"
Now, Do You Call This A Friendship, Judging From What He Said?
If You Do, I've A Real Tip: Ain't Nobody Gonna' Know About My Bread.
Ain't Nobody Gonna' Know About My Bread.
If You Got Somebody, That You Can Trust To The Very End,
I Said If You Do, I Want To Be Like You, 'cause You Sure Got A Real Good Friend.
You Sure Got A Real Good Friend.
Friend ...
Friend ...
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