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Sky diver, your pants are on fire and the rest of your clothes is blowing |
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And for some strange reason, your nose is growing |
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My skin is crawling, everybody's chin is falling, |
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jaws are dropping left and right |
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Lost cause you came like a thief in the night |
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With nice white teeth and a tight ass and long conversation |
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Fascinating feeling to spend months in your company |
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I never felt uncomfortable, even with my clothes off |
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Chillin so hard, my ass almost froze off |
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Everybody shows off and wants to look presentable |
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But the fact of the matter is that accidents are preventable |
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From the sound of the candy wrappers |
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Down to the handicappers |
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Everybody's got to exercise a little caution |
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But every so often expect things to get hectic or |
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Technically difficult and I begin to get skeptical |
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Especially when the canadian bacon gets sizzlin |
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Isn't it a sin when the ceiling is invisible |
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We need new inventions that reveal peoples true intentions |
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A portable pride protector, affordable lie detector |
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The wild lifestyle has the tendency to intimidate |
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But it isn't your invitation to imitate |
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In front of my face, you spoke my gospel like an apostle |
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But on the other side of town, you got coke in your nostril |
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Just for example, we all want to live a bit |
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Whatever, it's your body of water, why should I give a shit |
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Who are you anyway, and where did you come from |
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Dumdum, just when I thought I could trust someone |
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The mask comes off, and your face fades away |
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You radiate eighty-eight full shades of gray |
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Black and white rainbow, you know you ain't acting right |
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Game show hostess, stabbing every back in sight |
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The time has come thicker than blood |
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And make no mistake, I'm a stick in the mud |
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I'm a kick in your pants and I'm a lump in your throat |
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And I'm the hassle in your castle, I'm going to jump in your moat |
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Splash, hypocritical condition the hospital |
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Makes this mission impossible |
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Pretty much, I've got no patients left and as a physician or doctor |
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It puts me in an awkward position |
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No magician can trick me, or lick me with a cattle whip |
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So what makes you think you can sink my battleship |
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We ain't family, drama queen, the camera's rolling |
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Show me your swollen memories before the moment's stolen |
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Slow-motion Picasso, wearing the wool socks |
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And coming with the full clip, I'm sick of this bullshit |
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Who are you anyway, and where did you come from |
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Dumdum, just when I thought I could trust someone |
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The mask comes off, and your face fades away |
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You radiate eighty-eight full shades of gray |
