i've been there and your, frigid wit was far too greasy,
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ain't so slick, and it ain't so damn profound
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i've been there done that, grilling that sadly sleasy,
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ain't so scared, of your cool so underground
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and this is nothing, that i thought i had,
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and this is nothing, that i thought i had,
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and this is nothing, that i thought i had,
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with you, with you, with you
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you've been here, an' you reckon it was bubble lovie, flirty babe,
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now your thing has run aground.
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still bored here, watch your slithering, so very waxy,
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bass thumps clear, and your bitch won't, make a sound
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