| I wish you well and all
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| I wish you everything you deserve
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| A healthy appetite to swallow everything I serve
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| A sticky cold sore photobombs your insta-pic
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| Anal leakage on the weekend with your in-laws, Pah !
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| It’s sad to put your dog to sleep
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| Here’s a gift ‘cause talk is cheap
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| Comb to brush your hobbit feet
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| Maybe not though, just my little fantasy
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| All the chicks you meet end up being fans of me
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| Every day I seem to tickle out the mad in you
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| Can’t live with, can’t live without the attitude
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| Your freedom, my freedom is the death of we
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| So morbidly too blind to see
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| Oh, oh, oh girls
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| Oh, oh, oh boys
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| I just can’t do good by you, I just can’t do good by you
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| Oh, oh, oh girls
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| Oh, oh, oh boys
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| I just can’t do good by you, can’t do good by you
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| Its off key, it’s empty it’s all wrong
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| I had myself believe I was weak but I’m strong
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| The pillow of his arms like the words of a song
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| Remind me all along of the depth of the con
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| And if you ain’t yet realized
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| How little puppies get brutalized
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| Sorry babe to shatter your illusions
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| You seem to have a pattern of confusion
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| Every day I seem to tickle out the mad in you
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| Can’t live with, can’t live without the attitude
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| Your freedom, my freedom is the death of we
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| So morbidly too blind to see
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| Oh, oh, oh girls
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| Oh, oh, oh boys
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| I just can’t do good by you, I just can’t do good by you
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| Oh, oh, oh girls
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| Oh, oh, oh boys
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| I just can’t do good by you, can’t do good by you
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| Oh, oh, oh girls
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| Oh, oh, oh boys
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| Can’t do, won’t do, won’t do good by you
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| Someday, far away from this place
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| Maybe we should find us in a pocket of space
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| New breeze in your hair, new sun on your face
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| Shimmering shades of the ones we replaced
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| Maybe then we’ll realize
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| Beneath the fluff was a steel knife
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| How beautifully meaningless it’s all been
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| You’ll make a pretty corpse up in my mausoleum
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| Every day I seem to tickle out the mad in you
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| Can’t live with, can’t live without the attitude
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| Your freedom, my freedom is the death of we
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| So morbidly too blind to see
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| Oh, oh, oh girls
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| Oh, oh, oh boys
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| I just can’t do good by you, I just can’t do good by you
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| Oh, oh, oh girls
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| Oh, oh, oh boys
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| I just can’t do good by you, can’t do good by you
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| Oh, oh, oh girls
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| Oh, oh, oh boys
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| I just can’t do good by you, I just can’t do good by you
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| Oh, oh, oh girls
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| Oh, oh, oh boys
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| I just can’t do good by you, can’t do good by you |