| He wakes up to shave with a rusty razor
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| Blade that dim reflection says that ‘he's a man' to
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| Day and not a boy which until previously had been
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| Employed by those who know
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| It’s a pleasure
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| And Oh you’re a treasure
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| I feel better
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| With just a measure of
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| Poison for the lady who’s expecting his dear baby
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| And it’s only a matter of time
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| Till he wakes up face down on the
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| Bedroom floor and his wallet-is-gone-and-it's-almost-four
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| He meant to meet the girl…
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| But it seems that someone else
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| Took initiative
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| In fulfilling this
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| And you won’t forgive
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| Such a sensitive
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| Subject for her slim physique I wish to hold my tongue but speak cos
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| It’s not a baby, It’s a china doll
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| You’ve got some nerve — You’re never here at all
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| She tells you maybe just to make you fall
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| But she’s no lady she’s just mean and
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| Cruel to be kind
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| And Saintly inside
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| Now I need to lay my head down to
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| Rest this situation’s gone from a mockery into a
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| Mess she’s not your type I under-
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| -stand it’s not that
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| Easy to let it go
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| And you’ll never know
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| How to take it slow
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| And be comfortably
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| Blind to all her cruel convictions
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| Shame that you can’t see that
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| She’s playing you all for a fool
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| SHE’S GOT A BONE TO PICK WITH EVERYONE I KNOW
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| So stop
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| Your
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| Cry-
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| Ing
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| There
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| Be-
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| Low
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| Cos
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| It’s not a baby, It’s a china doll
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| You’ve got some nerve — You’re never here at all
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| She tells you maybe just to make you fall
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| But she’s no lady she’s just mean and
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| Not my problem |