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She's dynamite in bed, isn't that what's in your head?! |
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I see your hungry smile, you make me sicker all the while! |
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I'm gonna tell you what it's all about |
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The truth of the matter is |
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You're like a roach who sees a scrap of food |
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I call it rude, yeah! |
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Your middle-aged fantasies, hopeless attempts at ecstasy |
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So keep your eyes in your head, you know damn well |
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She ain't winding up in your bed! |
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Now I must honestly tell |
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That I have done it as well |
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You go through these things in life |
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But you, I can't understand |
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I'm just a kid, you're a man |
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What about your wife?! |
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You call yourself adult |
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You're just adulterous! |
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Can't you... I too eye |
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You never will... see eye to eye |
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See eye too eye |
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It's too late to... see eye to eye |
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You'd go and throw it all away |
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Just for a lousy lay |
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Unbelievable |
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Tell me is it worth all the sweat? |
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Only to wake up in regret |
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Or is your conscience simply dead?! |
