| I went to you, a woman-man
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| A courageous friend, I thought
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| But turned out so wrong was I
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| When we were up against the wall
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| He had chicken-liver balls
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| He had chicken-liver spleen
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| He had chicken-liver heart
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| Made of chicken-liver parts
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| Lily-livered little parts
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| Lily-livered little parts
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| Prematurely going bald
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| Any passion long gone cold
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| But I wanted to explore the
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| Damp alley ways of his soul
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| All the times he tried to help
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| He spit in my face and laughed
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| That woman-man, I want his fucking ass
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| I want his fucking ass
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| I want your fucking ass
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| My friend-itey, he’s looking likey
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| Crammed in a taxi, I see you too clearly
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| Sucking on a little pea, sucking on a little pea
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| My my, a little toy
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| He’s just a mommy’s boy
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| Where’s your liver, where’s your heart?
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| Where’s all your woman parts?
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| Now it’s my turn to laugh
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| You stick it up your fucking ass |