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I got a million better things to do |
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Than to play rock 'n' roll |
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Honey, if I blow your fuse |
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Can I please be excused? |
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Gotta right myself today |
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I can't right myself for you |
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We haven't even been introduced |
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So that'll never do |
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Though a lot of other people could |
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Standing here instead of me |
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Singing their own lines |
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Through clenching, cracking teeth |
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Gotta right myself today |
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Gotta right myself for you |
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Honey, if I tell you the truth |
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Can I pleased be excused? |
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Honey, let's not get carried away |
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There's a lot of other places to be |
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A lot of things I would rather be doing |
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A lot of songs I'd love to sing |
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But I know that you would just ruin it |
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Gotta right myself today |
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I gotta right myself for you |
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Honey, if I tell you the truth |
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Can I pleased be excused? |
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Honey, let's not get carried away |
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Gotta right myself today |
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I gotta right myself for you |
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Honey, if I tell you the truth |
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Can I pleased be excused? |
