Too Much to Lose
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Do What You Gotta Do
Sometimes you've got to take the heat
If your gonna' walk down on the mean street
Take the heat and you see it through
Cause sometimes it comes down to
Do what you gotta do
Sometimes it goes right down to the wire
And you might have to walk through the fire
Walk on, boy, all the way through
Sometimes it comes down to
Do what you gotta do
Well there's people that'll tell you
It's just no use
And there's people that'll tell you
That you're gonna' lose
People tha'll tell you
Anything you're gonna' listen to
Do what you gotta do
Someday they're going to call your name
They'll come looking for someone to blame
What's your name boy
Hey you just tell them true
Cause they can't take the truth from you
So do what you gotta' do
Well they'll call you a hero or a traitor
But you'll find out that sooner or later
Nobody in this world is gonna' do it for you
Do what you gotta do
There ain't no body in this world
That's gonna' do it for you
Do what you gotta do