| Everything i get is already broken
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| Everyone i meet is need of repair
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| Every time i speak it’s already spoken
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| Every future plan finds me under-prepared
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| You gotta wiggle the handle
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| You gotta jiggle the key
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| You gotta work it with what you’re working with when you’re working it next to
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| me
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| My whole world is held together with duct tape
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| All seems fine but deep inside i’m gasping for air
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| The odds are watching me for any mistake that i make
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| It takes alot to give a damn while fronting like you don’t even care
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| You gotta wiggle the handle
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| You gotta jiggle the key
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| You gotta work it with what you’re working with when you’re working it next to
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| You gotta jiggle the handle
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| You gotta wiggle the keys
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| You gotta work it with what you’re working with when you’re working it next to
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| me
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| Rock my hoopdie pushing off into the sunset
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| Failure on my radio and into the air
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| Pass the exit sign and we’ll be out of new jersey
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| Leave this mess behind and always carry a spare
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| You gotta wiggle the handle
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| You gotta jiggle the key
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| You gotta work it with what you’re working with when you’re working it next to
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| You gotta jiggle the handle
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| You gotta wiggle the key
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| You gotta work it with what you’re working with when you’re working it next to
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| me |