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I'll string along |
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I'll string along |
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oo whaoo whaoo |
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whaoo |
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Come morning |
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my beads on |
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a face |
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A thread |
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A thong |
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oo whaoo whaoo |
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whaoo |
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We can save it |
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We can change it |
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Put it in lines |
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across the room |
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But we'll never |
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stop it |
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bristling |
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And I gotta |
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quit |
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With a ribbonless |
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hair |
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With a wire of |
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snare |
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oo whaoo whaoo |
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whaoo |
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With all the |
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trembling vein |
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that you can bare |
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oo whaoo whaoo |
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whaoo |
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We can save it |
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We can change it |
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Put it in lines |
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across the room |
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But we'll never |
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stop it |
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pimpling |
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And I gotta |
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quit |
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Scrape |
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a little pattern |
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to a sty |
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I kiss holes |
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for the bullets |
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in case |
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of thigh |
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in case |
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of thigh |
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I kiss holes |
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for the bullets |
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And I gotta |
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quit |
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And I gotta |
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quit |
