Seventeen years old and dumb as a hand truck
He can feel old sam breathing down his neck
Raised by regular army and thought of a bastard
But down at the range there's one man he respects
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Don't need no basic training he was born a soldier
He's got thirteen women runnin through his mind
A strong ego and body like Bobby DeNiro
What did you ever think you could intend to be private
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Well maybe he's sent home and back to the factory
Maybe all his dreams they all washed out
And some might stand to say his valor was stolen
But when he walks in the bar everyone knows his rank