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When I woke up this morning from the night before |
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My brain was pulsating, |
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I was battered and sore |
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Nothing I tried would satisfy |
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Cold Coke and |
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Pepsi or Canada |
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DryWhat's so wrong, hair of the doggy |
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There's nothing wrong, hair of the doggy |
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What's so wrong, hair of the doggy |
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There's nothing wrong, hair of the doggy |
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Finally pulled myself out of my bed |
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Feeling kinda dodgy, |
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I was feeling half dead |
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Done it before, probably do it again |
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Don't know if |
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I ever will learn |
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What's so wrong, hair of the doggy |
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There's nothing wrong, hair of the doggy |
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What's so wrong, hair of the doggy |
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There's nothing wrong, hair of the doggy |
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Hair of the dog |
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Hair of the dog |
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Finally pulled myself out of my bed |
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Feeling kinda dodgy, |
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I was feeling half dead |
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Done it before, probably do it again |
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Don't know if |
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I ever will learn |
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What's so wrong, hair of the doggy |
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There's nothing wrong, hair of the doggy |
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What's so wrong, hair of the doggy |
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There's nothing wrong, hair of the doggy |
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What's so wrong, hair of the doggy |
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There's nothing wrong, hair of the doggy |
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What's so wrong, hair of the dog |
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There's nothing wrong, hair of the dog |
