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Make The Grade

Well there’s something that I’m gonna tell
I’m gonna sell my soul into Hell
Because the sinners always seem to win
And that’s why I’m gonna get myself in

When I get there I know I’m gonna make the grade
When I get there I’m know I’m gonna have it made

I had a word with Lord Satan himself
He said boy you’ve been on the shelf
Let yourself out of that shell you’ve been in
And let you life of sin begin

Well this woman calls me right all the time
She’ll do me anything just for a dime
She loves the parties and she loves the booze
And on the night you know I never lose

Got what I now but I worked hard for it
I played all my cards right and I won all the tricks
I told you never to gamble with me
I said if you did inHell you would be

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