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I'm talkin' |
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I'm talkin' |
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I'm talkin' to myself more |
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Needle and fetal someone's pouring |
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Warm gravy all over me, oh yeah |
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And you see that synthetic therapy |
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Don't you know it seems to be so unappealing |
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But, oh what a feeling |
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But I wish that you would stop spitting |
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When you're talking to me |
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And inside, air dry |
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I might want to go another way, oh yeah |
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But you see now |
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I'm too pale to get out |
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Into the lovely light of day |
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Oh, I'll do anything that you say |
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Oh, I'll do anything that you say |
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But I wish you would stop spitting |
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When you're talking to me |
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I'm talkin' to myself more |
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I'm talkin' to myself more |
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I'm talkin' to myself more |
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Talk to myself more |
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I'm talkin' to myself more |
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I'm talkin' to myself more |
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I'm talkin' to myself more1 by 1 |
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Man to man |
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Stand to stand2 by 4 |
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Talkin' to myself |
