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Soaky in the pooper |
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Standing in a stupor by the tank |
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Better call the super |
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As I grip the towel rack for strength |
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Studied all these cracks before |
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Stuff the towel beneath the door |
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Crawling up all upon the floor |
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And wait for it to pass |
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Hear the faucet dripping |
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As his brain is slipping into mud |
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Man I think he's tripping |
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Better pull his head out of the bowl |
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And as the ceiling starts to bleed |
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He carefully begins to read |
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The label on the toilet seat |
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It's like warning of some kind |
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As his face turns bluish |
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And his eyes roll back into his head |
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The funeral was jewish |
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All the mourners traveled in one car |
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They remembered he had said |
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You're never lonely when you're dead |
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And as the final rights were read |
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The angels start to sing |
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Soaky in the pooper |