| Now look here Jack
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| I don’t dig yo' act
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| I took you for my friend, thought you was my pal
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| But now I found out you’re tryin' to steal my gal
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| All shut eyes ain’t 'sleep and all goodbyes ain’t gone
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| I’m hip to myself; |
| you’re tryin' to do me wrong
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| Tell me do you call that a buddy?
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| (No, no)
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| Could that be your buddy?
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| (No, no)
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| I’m gonna shoot my buddy
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| (Yes, yes)
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| He’s just a dirty guy
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| (Shoot him in the foot, shoot him in the head, gonna shoot him dead)
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| Treated you like a friend, what more could I do?
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| I had a stupid idea I could trust in you
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| You ate up all my rice and my stewin' meat
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| And tried to have me disposed and put out in the street
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| Tell me do you call that a buddy?
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| (No, no)
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| Could that be your buddy?
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| (No, no)
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| I’m gonna kill my buddy
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| (Yes, yes)
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| He’s just a dirty guy
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| (Terminate him, terminate him, liquidate him, assassinate him)
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| I wish you were dead, six by six in the ground
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| 'Cause a man like you just shouldn’t hanging around
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| You’s lower than a groundhog and slick as grease
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| I’m gonna turn you over to the chief of police
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| Tell me do you call that a buddy?
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| (No, no)
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| Could that be your buddy?
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| (No, no)
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| I’m gonna part with my buddy
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| (Yes, yes)
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| He’s just a dirty guy
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| (Try arsenic, try cyanide, try embalming fluid to preserve yo' hide)
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| Tell me do you call that a buddy?
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| (No, no)
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| Could that be your buddy?
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| (No, no)
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| I’m gonna kill my buddy
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| (Yes, yes)
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| He’s just a dirty, dirty guy |