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The dipsomaniac kiss |
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Searching for a comfortable zero |
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I feel off the back of the wagon |
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And eloped with a bottle of whiskey |
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Six hits and amiss |
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The dipsomaniac kiss |
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The apple sure don't fall far from the tree |
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I wrote the book and I'm history |
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Pre-menstrual syndrome |
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Man-o-war jellyfish |
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Do not tailgate me, I drive defensively |
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(I like to keep an equalizer in the glove compartment) |
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I got a license to kill and an electric drill |
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And now is the time that time stands still |
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Well, I'm still standin', ain't I? ...just... |
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You got eyes... so use 'em |
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You got nails... so chew 'em |
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You got brains... so show it |
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You got feet, go play on the freeway |
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Remember Pearl Harbour... you can never go home again |
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Higher... higher |
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I am height itself |
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But you pay with pain, you pay in pain |
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You pay with pain, you pay in spades |
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You pay in pain, you pay in spades |
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You pay with pain |
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You can take that to the bank, brother |
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Six hits and amiss |
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The dipsomaniac kiss |
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The roads are all closed |
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The hangman's on time |
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And the light at the end of the tunnel |
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Is a freight train headed my way |