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It's too late |
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To fall in love with sharon tate |
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But it's too soon |
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To ask me for the words i want carved on my tomb |
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So i think it's time that you all start |
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To think about gettin' by |
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But what about that need to go out and find somebody to love |
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It's too late |
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There's no one left that i even wanna imitate |
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You see, you just don't know |
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I'm here to give you my heart |
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And you want some fashion show |
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But it ain't no contribution |
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To go and rely on an institution |
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To validate your chosen art |
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And sanction your boredom |
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And let you play out your part |
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It's too late |
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You know when they got nothin' to give |
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They only part their legs for what's negative |
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And they're so decadent . . . |
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Until their daddy's money from home's all spent |
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So i think it's time, 'cuz it's too easy |
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To rely on worshipping strangers and devils in bed, |
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Though they do get good drugs, and they do give good head |
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It's too late |
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You shoulda realized i was worth the wait |
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Ah, but you didn't hesitate |
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When she took you off, you let her seal our fate |
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So i think it's time |
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That you all start |
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To think about gettin' by |
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Without that need to go out and find |
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Somebody to love |
