| Late last night
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| I was speaking with my wife
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| when she turned into a momur
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| tried to put me uptight
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| I said «You don’t scare me»
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| then she let out a scream
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| that’s when my heart started jumpin'
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| like a broken t.v.
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| She was a momur and it was just like I told ya'
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| she said «You better watch out, I might bite a big hole in ya'»
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| The very next morning
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| I was watching cartoons
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| when I thought I saw a momur
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| it was you know who
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| well, she backed me in a corner
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| tried to kill me with a broom
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| and shouted personal remarks
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| from across the living room
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| She was a momur and it was just like I told ya'
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| she said «You better watch out, I might bite a big hole in ya'»
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| Late last night
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| I was speaking with my wife again
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| when she turned into a momur again
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| tried to put me uptight again
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| she took me favorite guitar
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| and she smashed it on the floor
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| when she danced around on top of it,
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| I thought I might get sore
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| She was momur |