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By the time I got to Woodstock It was going up in flames In June under a silvery moon Why do all your songs turn out the same? Got got got got, not got Got got got got, not got Got got got got, not got Got got got got, not got I'm not sorry I was having fun I'm not sorry I got that old time religion Where we still don't cross the picket lines You got Rush Limbaugh on your side But I got Ricky Tomlinson on mine Got got got got, not got Got got got got, not got Got got got got, not got Got got got got, not got I'm not sorry I was having fun I'm not sorry Got got got got, not got Got got got got, not got Got got got got, not got Got got got got, not got I'm not sorry I was having fun I'm not sorry