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how harsh the herald angels sing |
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I've been puking my guts all morning |
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oh to bear the hex |
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of unfairer sex |
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it's difficult & it's boring |
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I guess I just quit drinking |
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I guess I just quit smoking |
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guess I'll need some names |
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Alan William or James |
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doctor tell me you're joking |
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I take the bus to the free clinic |
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on Clemens with my headphones |
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on & no music |
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please don't sit next to me |
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Glad Lee the Cross-Eyed Bear |
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walks into a bar |
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she says you don't know |
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how lucky you men are |
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the tenants who live below me |
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they pretend they don't know me |
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coz they don't see a ring |
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now they know everything |
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they whisper & don't hello me |
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but talk your shit man I don't care |
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it's _____ for a boy for a girl it's Claire |
