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You can burn your paper fingers in the ashtray |
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Place your swollen lips on mine |
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You can shave your heavy head in my carpeted hallway |
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Sure for the first time you're wearing the right clothes |
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Now take them off |
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Meet me on the band room rug |
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Tie my right hand to the ride |
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You can take a live wire into the bath with you |
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For a feeling you can't find |
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You can entertain your childhood friends with a tour of the bedroom |
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Laugh to erase the dirt on your mind |
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Oh, let's move out |
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Meet me at the motel |
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Tie my right hand to the Bible |
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Too little too late but we don't say, "No" |
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It's too much to feel |
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Tie my right hand to the Bible |
