Dumb bitch when I stop it's not for you in
On an advert or the late show
That's where she goes
She's
This is the last day of your life, not in
If you say something, how do you know that I'll
How you bloody shame on the busYour trousers come undoneThrow
All the little children, can you see them?Yes, they are
It might be a star where you areBut it's just
And all I ever sayGot tangled along the wayAnd our
Two foot tall and mad as hellI make you a
I fucking give-upYou're in, so late, and I am so
Holes in the groundThey're just circles if they weren'tThey could
She looks, like she just stepped through the showerThionk of
Guess it's overCall it a daySorry that it had to
Yeah-vaseline, put some pepper on itMaybe margerine, into a crank
I was in a house, my baby in the woodThe
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