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You were sickened with the vowing of silence |
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I was taken by your permanent high |
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Two lovers, are you turned on? How romantic! |
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Now I need a guillotine to get you off my mind |
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You were swept up in the buzz of a marriage |
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I was secretly hoping one of us might die |
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A close call would have ended up with the carriage |
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Let's call it 'X', no let's just call it 'Y' |
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You're just like your dad |
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Surprise! You don't only share his eyes |
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It's the drink that's in your hand |
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It's that knack for telling awful lies |
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Why am I always right? |
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As you slept away the day in my bedroom |
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I found a criminal use for your pillow |
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I love you terribly, I swear that this is true |
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But I just can't stop my hands from smothering you |
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I skipped town on a flight to your city |
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There I crept up to your lover's window |
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He poured a scotch and sobbed alone in the kitchen |
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I took dead aim, and then I let it blow! |
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You're just like your dad |
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Surprise! You don't only share his eyes |
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It's the drink that's in your hand |
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It's that knack for telling awful lies |
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You're just like your dad |
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Surprise! You don't only share his eyes |
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It's the drink that's in your hand |
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It's that knack for telling awful lies |
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Why am I always right? |
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Stick a fork in a socket, do what you'd like |
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Just make sure that I'm far out of your life |
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Take an axe to your fingers, carve out your eyes |
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And cut out your tongue and we'll call this a tie |
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Cut out your lying tongue and we'll call this a tie |
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You're just like your dad |
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Surprise! You don't only share his eyes |
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Like your dad |
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Surprise! You don't only share his eyes |
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It's the drink that's in your hand |
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It's that knack for telling awful lies |
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It's the drink that's in your hand |
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It's that knack for telling awful lies |
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It's the drink that's in your hand |
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It's that knack for telling awful lies |
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Why am I always right? |
