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Get out of hand |
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Get under foot |
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Get to the square root |
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Put a word to a feelin' |
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Let 'em know with whom they're dealin' |
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Dear elizabeth throw your fit |
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Yes you can talk or you can walk, you can walk away |
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You can stay and make em pay for you, feeling this way |
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Thrown out grow up i shot (grown up my child punch em out??) |
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He goes down on me with my (critique??) you'd mind quite a bit |
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Dear elizabeth throw a fit, makes me feel like i'm lit |
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Get out of hand |
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Get under foot |
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Get to the square root |
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Put a word to a feelin' |
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Let 'em know with whom they're dealin' |
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Faint talk after the song ends: |
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That's what you told me to do! |
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No, don't do that crash, that sucks. |
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See, that's what you told me to do! |
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She looked at me and goes 'now'... |