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Hey, wait up |
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Would you mind steppin' in here? |
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Sure now, what seems to be the problem, dear? |
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I just wanna get down and take a look at your ass |
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Well here you go, do you think it's pretty? |
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He goes, "Don't be so cocky, I'm just doin' my job" |
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Well your job's fucked up |
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Don't say you're sorry 'bout it, Bob |
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You're enjoying every second and you're not the only one |
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And it makes me feel real shitty |
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You got them long gone losers everywhere |
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You got them long gone losers |
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Down by the corner there's a well dressed man |
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"Don't worry 'bout it, kid, I will help you if I can" |
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But I know 'bout their schemes and I know 'bout their plans |
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You got 'em runnin' 'round in this city |
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They're all around me, always been |
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Keep on knocking, sayin' let me in |
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They're all around |
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You got them fucked up losers again and again |
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They've been 'round since Bob knows when |
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I know 'bout their schemes and I know 'bout their plans |
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They're all around to make us feel real shitty |
