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Shoo fly outta my sty go away and don't |
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Relay no g'by-by-bye', just wanna get |
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On with a real thing, like it but don't need it if you |
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Give it just to get back more for you |
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And I was ticking my tock but you say you rather |
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Get dickin' with my dock, you're lookin' for a |
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Free ride on my time, steppin' on my good side |
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Played me let you get your way, let you on top |
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You stabbed me in the back |
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Stuck your arm in the hole |
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Put your hand in my head |
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Kept me in your control |
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You sat me on your lap |
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Took my freedom of choice |
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You opened up my mouth |
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Made me talk with your voice |
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And I looked like the dummy |
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And I looked like the dummy |
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But I was really you |
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But I was really... |
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Mr. Fatsuit never looked like you |
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Tell me why you think I gotta live it like you |
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By your rules smile like fools never ask |
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Why nothing in it for me, cause you set it all for you |
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Your way got you where you are, my way |
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Gonna get me twice far. You don't wanna be |
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Surpassed, outclassed, but you know you won't last, so you |
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Bite my lip 'till I say that you're on top |
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You stabbed me in the back |
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Stuck your arm in the hole |
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Put your hand in my head |
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Kept me in your control |
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You sat me on your lap |
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Took my freedom of choice |
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You opened up my mouth |
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Made me talk with your voice |
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And I looked like the dummy |
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And I looked like the dummy |
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But I was really you |
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But I was really... |
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And I looked like the dummy |
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And I looked like the dummy |
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But I was really you |
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But I was really... |
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And I looked like the dummy |
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And I looked like the dummy |
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But I was really you |
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But I was really... |
