| Hey baby sleeping peacefully in your bed
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| You look so perfect tucked away in your sheets
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| You have no idea what I’m fixing to do
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| I got an AK-47 and it’s pointed at you
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| You won’t believe it
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| Oh it’s too late
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| Till I die
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| You won’t believe it
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| You should have listened
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| Now you are buried 6 feet underneath the ground
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| Na na, na na nananana
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| Na na, na na nananana
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| Na na, na na nananana
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| Take my revenge under the cover of dark
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| I pack you neatly in the trunk of my car
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| I make my way to the bridge where you first kissed me
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| Say goodbye and throw your body to the river beneath me
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| You won’t believe it
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| Oh it’s too late
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| Till I die
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| You won’t believe it
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| You should have listened
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| Now you are buried 6 feet underneath the ground
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| Na na, na na nananana
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| Na na, na na nananana
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| Na na, na na nananana
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| Lights off, no one’s home
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| Well that’s what I thought on that Tuesday morn
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| I was out of town, you were out of luck
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| I was on the road, while you were tryna fuck
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| I was coming to the crib to surprise ya
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| You were laid up with some trick named Delilah
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| What a messed up way for me to find ya
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| Good think I’m stealthy and crept up behind ya
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| A-student, so glad
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| That you showed me were the gun is at and how to use it
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| And I’m squeamish
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| But all the 48 hours in the CSI made me a genius
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| Packed you in the car, threw you off the bridge
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| Then I dumped it with gasoline and burned up all your shit
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| Look in on your room, now you’re just a prune but I gotta assume
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| That the bitch is gagging all tied up, up in my room
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| You won’t believe it
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| Oh it’s too late
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| Till I die
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| You won’t believe it
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| You should have listened
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| Now you are buried 6 feet underneath the ground
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| Na na, na na nananana
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| Na na, na na nananana
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| Na na, na na nananana
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| Now you are buried 6 feet underneath the ground |