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Think I got your dial tone |
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Think I got Billy Baxter's bone |
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Think I got a bubble-sac |
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I think I got a big mac attack |
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Hold the pickles, hold the lettuce |
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Special orders, don't upset us |
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All we ask is that you let us |
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Serve it your way |
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There's too much paranoias |
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There's too much paranoias |
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My momma's afraid to tell me |
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The things she's afraid of |
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I been dipped in double meaning |
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I been stuck with static cling |
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Think I got a rupto-pac |
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I think I got a big mac attack |
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Hold the pickles, hold the lettuce |
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Special orders, don't upset us |
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All we ask is that you let us |
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Serve it your way |
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There's too much paranoias |
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There's too much paranoias |
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My momma's afraid to tell me |
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The things she's afraid of |
