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Your eyes are open, you can't see |
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Lying there out of your tree |
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Your knees are flipping on the floor |
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Your mouth ain't making sense no more |
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A real hero, a real zero |
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You know his name, he's the bozo |
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Your boring waffle gets me down |
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Grab your hat and get outta town |
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Why do you always want to gab |
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Sling your hook, I ain't your dad |
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A real hero, a real zero |
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I know your name, you're the bozo |
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You tell those awful bloody jokes |
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Pulling bloody awful strokes |
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You're groping everbody's bint |
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You never buy a bastard a drink |
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A real hero, a real zero |
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You're everywhere, you're a bozo |
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I curse the day you were fucking born |
