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Kick their heads and they roll off |
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Don't help and they foam and cry |
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Kick their heads and they roll off |
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Don't get help, and they stroll home and cry |
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18 holes to kill |
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18 stomachs raw |
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Hard ransacked butchered my own life, oh my |
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And when the wounds go home |
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And all the breakfast's gone |
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I lay where I don't care, anyone, anyone |
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Kick their heads and they roll off |
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Don't get help and they foam and cry |
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'Cause you're no baby |
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'Cause you're no honey |
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'Cause you're no party |
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'Cause your no baby |
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'Cause you're no midnight brawl |
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'Cause you're no naked sprawl |
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'Cause you won't take her there |
