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Bent at the knees, a last resort |
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Backfired and made things worse |
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Once on the bus, it was quite possible |
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You'd be the jail house queen |
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Jury and judge were screaming to hang |
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You spat the sweat from brow |
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He shrugged his shoulders, nothing would work |
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It had to end right now |
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I can't drive straight |
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Counting your fake frowns |
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Focusing in, details a must |
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Trying to make each one count |
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All on your fingers stopping at ten |
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Magistrate keyed in now |
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Jury and judge were screaming to hang |
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You spat the sweat from brow |
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He shrugged his shoulders, nothing would work |
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It had to end right now |
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I can't drive straight |
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Counting your fake frowns |
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I can't drive straight |
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Counting your fake frowns |
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We can't keep your interest now |
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In increasing pixels and sound |
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We can't keep your interest now |
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Increasing pixels and sound |
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Jury and judge were screaming to hang |
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You spat the sweat from brow |
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He shrugged his shoulders, nothing would work |
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It had to end right |
