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Yo |
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Yo, singin, one time for your mind |
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I met a girl. She worked at McDonalds |
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Always drinking Jack; in her purse, there's a bottle |
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And she just wanted to be a ******* nurse or a doctor |
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But she never got *******t. Degrees? Punch clock, six |
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Watch and listen: Apart from getting her life stuck, she |
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Started stripping at parties, tips for the tight butt, jeez |
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She could make a head turn twice |
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Geppetto on her shoulder said her checks weren't right |
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She said, "It's my body. I'm an independent woman and I'm |
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Finally getting money, feeling like I earned something." |
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And so, she kept going; and her tips kept growing |
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Creeps kept coming, asking when her next show is |
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For some reason her body collects focus |
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She thought "Good, I guess I get more tips." |
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Fixated on paper-chase and making cake |
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All night, working 8-to-8 |
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She met a guy. A regular, let's call him Chuck |
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He had a real nice smile, and he was tall as ******* |
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And he would talk to her with the decent speech |
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Acknowledge her as a woman, not a piece of meat, and she |
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Liked that. Started batting her eyelash |
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She liked Chuck, heart tapping when guy passed |
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Right fast, I guess she was smitten |
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"The guy's rad!", she could tell he was different |
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Every night he'd come through and say hi |
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Tip a couple twenty's like a real great guy; |
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"How perfect can a guy b-b-be?" |
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She stuttered, she didn't know what he hides underneath |
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All the pictures of her glued to the side of his wall |
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And his mind ******* crawled with the violent thoughts |
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He wanted her to be his, and his alone |
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He had plans to creep in when she's at home |
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Scoop her up in his arms with a knife |
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Rip apart all her life, sending scars through her mind |
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And so, he made plans |
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The cookies in the bake pan |
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"Walk her home at night? What a ******* great chance!" |
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He said, he said he said...In his mind: |
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She red, she bled, she dead...He doing fine |
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Her walk was a murderous foreplay |
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She chatted about work til they merged at a four-way |
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Her apar*******ent on the third or the fourth...Hey |
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I forgot, it's been a mighty long time for the boar, kay? |
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They waltzed from the steps to the doorway |
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He noted that the patterns on her dresser were ornate |
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What a perfect scene set for his queen, yes |
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His facial expressions gave way and he seemed stressed |
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She asked what was wrong with Chuck |
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Then he grabbed her by the hair and ******* dropped her, "SLUT!" |
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She tried to fight back; she wasn't strong as Chuck |
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Switchblade drawn, it was long as ******* |
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She slipped through his hands while he sawed and cut |
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Grabbed the shotty out the closet, watch Blondie buck |
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Shotgun blast, watch Blondie buck |
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Shotgun blast, watch Blondie buck |
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Shotgun blast, watch Blondie buck |
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She be catching bodies (Bluh, Bluh, Bluh) |
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She be catching bodies (Bluh, Bluh, Bluh) |
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She be catching bodies (Bluh, Bluh, Bluh) |
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She be catching bodies (Bluh, Bluh, Bluh) |
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(Bluh, Bluh, Bluh) |