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I wrote for luck, they sent me you |
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I sent for juice, you give me poison |
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I hold the line, you form the queue |
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Try anything hard |
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Is there anything else you can do? |
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Well not much, I've not been trained |
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I can sit and stand, beg n' roll over |
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I don't read, I just guess |
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There's more than one sign |
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But they're getting less |
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And you were wet |
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But you're getting dryer |
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You use to speak the truth |
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But now you're a liar |
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You use to speak the truth |
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But now you're clever |
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And I sent for juice, you give me poison |
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I hold the line flat first, you form the queue |
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Try anything hard |
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Is there anything else you can do? |
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Well not much, I've not been trained |
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I can sit and stand, beg n' roll over |
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I don't read, I just guess |
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There's more than one sign |
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But it's getting less |
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And you were wet |
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But you're getting dryer |
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You use to speak the truth |
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But now you're a liar |
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You use to speak the truth |
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But now you're clever |
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You use to speak the truth |
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But now you're clever |
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Think about the future, the future |
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Think about the future, the future |