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I got home last night at ten past two
My folks turned blue
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Their tempers flew
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I've got to be in bed by quarter to ten
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There go those rules again
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Too many rules, too many rules
Folks are just fools makin'
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Too many rules
I pray to stars above
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I haven't lost your love
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'Cause there are too many rules
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When you call me on the telephone
It's not my own
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They've made it known
D
So you must call me only now and then
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There go those rules again
G D
Too many rules, too many rules
Folks are just fools makin'
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Too many rules
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I pray to stars above
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I haven't lost your love
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'Cause there are too many rules
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My kid brother's always on my trail
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I can't escape that tattle-tale
I hope you understand
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What I'm goin' through
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I don't know what to do
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Too many rules, too many rules
Folks are just fools makin'
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Too many rules
G#
I pray to stars above
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I haven't lost your love
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'Cause there are too many rules
D# G# C# G#
'Cause there are too many rules
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