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Everybody's got a piece of the pie |
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That's so lovely that's so nice |
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Reading chapters on the shelf |
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Of someone else, is that how you want to die? |
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You're not the one for the good life |
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Was it you who drank my red wine? |
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Now you dress in fancy suits |
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I recall you saying that's not me |
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Dine out late with all the girls from higher class |
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You said you'd never do that |
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You left me for the good life |
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Was it you who drank my red wine |
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Now everybody in this place |
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Dances around with the same face |
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They go to sleep, and wake again |
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No change |
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So you see is this who you want to be |
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Drink till you're sick another pill box waiting for you |
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You got your keys when you stumble out the bar |
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Screaming hey it's not that far, I think I'll be okay |
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Swerving down the road, throwing up out the window |
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I think I know who drank my red wine |
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Let's all cry about you |
