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(chorus) My girl friend she makes me really sick |
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she makes me really sick |
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when she's dancing in the pit yea |
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my girl friend she makes me really |
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makes me really sick |
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when she's dancing in the pit |
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with a tall boy in her hand |
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she'll be rocking to the band |
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that girl can take the heat |
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and she'll never claim defeat |
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till yer lying on the floor |
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waiting for the encore |
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from the offspring |
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Pennywise take the stage |
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girly flies into a rage |
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like a baby throws a fit |
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she'll be right back in the pit |
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take an elbow to the nose |
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pickin fights and throwin blows |
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she really makes me |
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El hefe does his thing |
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and it makes her heart sing |
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I ask her to quit |
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But she's right back in the pit |
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Taking names and kickin ass |
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While listening to crass |
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God please help me |
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Bad religion in her brand |
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Brett is back in the band |
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When I ask her on a date |
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We get in a stalemate |
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She would rather take a dive |
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Off a stage a mile high |
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Than see a movie |
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