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| a little dust never stopped me none he liked my shoes I kept them on sometimes I can hold my tongue sometimes not, when you just skip-to-loo my darlin' and you know what you're doin' so don't even you're just too used to my honey and I think I could leave your world if she was the better girl so when we died I tried to bribe the undertaker cause I'm not sure what you're doin' or the reasons you're just too used to my honey |
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