| What about you?
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| What you gon' do?
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| What’s that now, quitter?
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| I smell it on you
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| I’m really confused
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| No, I’m not bitter
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| You couldn’t find my hand in the ion storm
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| So you curled up like a man from a woman scorned
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| Eat it all up, eat it all up, eat it all up, silver spoon
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| Bring it all down, bring it all down, swallow all you can chew
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| Eat it all up, eat it all up, eat it all up, silver spoon
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| You wallow in the waste and the taste of your own gloom
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| Let me serve you
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| Another scoop
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| What’s that now, quitter?
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| Eat your own rue
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| I did it for you
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| Bottom lip quiver
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| Every rhyme I wrote, every ode and sonnet
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| Now you are on your own, just like you wanted
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| Eat it all up, eat it all up, eat it all up, silver spoon
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| Bring it all down, bring it all down, swallow all you can chew
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| Eat it all up, eat it all up, eat it all up, silver spoon
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| You wallow in the waste and the taste of your own gloom
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| Eat it all up, eat it all up, eat it all up, silver spoon
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| (It's a little too sweet for me)
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| Bring it all down, bring it all down, swallow all you can chew
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| (Eat it)
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| Eat it all up, eat it all up, eat it all up, silver spoon
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| (Yum, yum, yum)
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| You wallow in the waste and the taste of your own gloom
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| (Yum, yum, yum) |