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I got two black eyes, a nasty cut on my nose |
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A real funny feeling from my head to my toes |
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But does she care? |
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No she don't care |
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No, she don't care, but she loves me just the same |
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Blind date, overweight |
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Made me late |
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I couldn't navigate |
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Red wine, white wine, rise and shine, |
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I got to draw the line |
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Black jack, clap trap, any kind of flap trap |
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Big Mac, lookin' back, diggin' |
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Burt Bacharach |
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We're in a black limousine and onto a plane |
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Into the hotel, missing breakfast again |
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But does she care? |
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No she don't care |
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No, she don't care but she loves me just the same |
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Comtemplate my |
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Watergate |
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Two and eight, |
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I didn't hesitate |
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Day time, night time, underline, |
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I got to draw the line |
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Black jack, clap trap, any kind of flap trap |
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Big Mac, lookin' back, diggin' |
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Burt Bacharach, oh |
