It just moved a little and that's it
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It breaks us like a piñata
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Morality also disappears
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When I go to the club and see the grenade
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Make sure he comes with the quarrel
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He comes and leaves you homeless
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And these guys with the sword
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Cut off all their guard
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Grenada, she's hurting you and you're done
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It lights up all night
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But it's not from the front
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I go to the top club and see
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Grenada, she's hurting you and you're done
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It lights up all night
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But it's not from the front
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I go to the top club and see
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Grenada, she's hurting you and you're done
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It lights up all night
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But it's not from the front
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I go to the top club and see the grenade
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Go to the club, see grenades, grenades, grenades
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With them, your heart falls
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You're no longer a sucker to be left out
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You go on your stomach, you put them on your back
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Discreetly, I tell you the secret, to know it
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That you will come back to me, for sure, until the next day
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You turned the clock back on and off
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That the grenade is no more bombardment than Cherry, nope
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Grenada, she's hurting you and you're done
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It lights up all night
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But it's not from the front
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I go to the top club and see
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Grenada, she's hurting you and you're done
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It lights up all night
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But it's not from the front
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I go to the top club and see the grenade
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Grenada, she's hurting you and you're done
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It lights up all night
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But it's not from the front
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I go to the top club and say
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Grenada, she's hurting you and you're done
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It lights up all night
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But it's not from the front
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I go to the top club and say
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Grenada, she's hurting you and you're done
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It lights up all night
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But it's not from the front
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I go to the top club and see
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Grenada, she's hurting you and you're done
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It lights up all night
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But it's not from the front
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I go to the top club and see the grenade
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Grenada, grenade |