Let Me Prepare You

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Let me prepare you for the good times Best of the best times Got your people all around Let me prepare you for the bad times Darker than dark times Now your heart is on the ground Let me prepare you I felt her kick, to kiss her step Pandemic hit, they called it quits She payed for it with her cars and her boyfriend list Said they're training us for survival baby Joy after joy after pain Maybe it's all the same It's like I got rich from burning the money Let me remind you of those good times I'm talking gold times Love just hanging on your arm Let me remind you of the bad times You've got some low times Man it's hard to just go on Let me remind you He called back home, but they just missed it If it just missed him, would no one be missed? And she fell in love and then she learned what that really meant But how could anyone really prepare you? Joy after pain and then champagne We're all chopped up the same It's like we got rich from the money Let me prepare you for the good times Those were your "My times" Like your dreams coming alive Let me prepare you for the bad times Let me prepare you Let me prepare you Let me remind you of the good times Dance till you die times Where your heart is open wide Let me remind you of the bad times That teach you lifelines Let me remind you Let me remind you Oh, they'll take your money from you I want you clearly really understand They'll watch you plead You'll give your money to them They'll let you do it for the thrill of it But don't let it kill your spirit But don't let it kill your spirit Let me prepare you for the good times Laugh till you cry times Now our eyes are open wide Let me prepare you for the bad times Those times that find you Let me prepare you Let me remind you of the good times Man this is our time It's divine and You're divine Let me remind you of the bad times Let it define you Let me remind you Let me prepare you Let me prepare you for the good times Let me remind you Let me remind you Let me prepare you
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