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If I ever hurt you it will be in self defense |
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And if I ever hurt you it will be in self defense |
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Cause the podium's as high as the gallows are low |
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Swing low, swing low, swing low |
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You are a beast and I am serving up your supper oh |
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You are a beast and I am serving up your supper Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh |
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Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh |
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What will you do when the drink is all gone? |
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Will you slam your fist down on the table |
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Cause I'm not that kind of whore |
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No, I'm not that kind of whore |
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No, I'm not that kind of whore but I am a little Lord |
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No, I'm not that kind of whore but I am a little Lord |
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No, I'm not that kind of whore but I am a little Lord |
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Lord grant me patience, I am burning up inside |
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There are snakes out in the night |
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All these kids have gone astray |
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There are women with no meaning to their names when we say them |
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There are wars to win for now leftover sinful days |
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So, if I ever hurt you it will be in self defense |
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And if I ever hurt you it will be in self defense |
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And if you ever come at me I will hurt you |
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Oh, if you ever come at me I will hurt you |
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Oh, if you ever come at me you snake |
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You snake |
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You snake |
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You snake |
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You snake |
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I wish you the best, you snake |
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You are self professed, you snake |
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My heart's in my chest, you snake |
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You can have the rest, you snake |
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I wish you the best, you snake |
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You are self professed, you snake |
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My heart's in my chest, you snake |
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You can have the rest, you snake |
