| Black widow and white wood
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| The darkness of a forest eerily returns
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| To stagger drunk like mud
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| Taking swings at your woman
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| Run!!!
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| Why does butterscotch taste so good
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| And we can’t have any
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| But we must we should
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| Why does sugar cane taste so good
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| Even though sugar can only do ya harm
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| You remind me of baseball
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| Tow trucks and the movies
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| Look sweet as to deliver me milk
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| Almost frozen on those wintry mornings
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| Don’t slip mr. |
| Mail man
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| Watch out for my dog!!!
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| Why does kissin' you feel so good
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| Even though it ain’t alowed
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| I know we shouldn’t should
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| Why does holdin' hands feel so right
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| Got a bruise on my pinky ring from holdin' too tight
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| Black diamonds swoon the corner
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| Make it sparkle
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| Its all for sale
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| Pushin' snow on the summer kids
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| Lewd remarks lowering
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| Lick the lips mischievous
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| Lick the lips mischievous
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| Skittles are the rainbow
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| And every color’s popular though
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| Red gets the most invitations
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| To the jr. |
| High celebrations
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| And i’ll go alone i don’t care
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| 'Cause rainbow’s not my favorite color
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| I’ll go alone i don’t care
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| It’s not my favorite color
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| Why does butterscotch taste so good
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| And we can’t have any
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| But we must we should
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| And why does sugar cane taste so good
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| Even though sugar can only do ya harm
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| I’ll go alone i don’t care
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| It’s not my favorite color
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| Black widow and white wood |