| I got a hunchback, big as a humpback whale
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| Ain’t a damn man on earth now could cure it
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| In the morning I’m begging please
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| And I’ve got a will, yeah, know what baby I’m a hunchback
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| You shot me up and left me
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| Flopping and flipping around like a fish on a ship
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| You know the kind I’m talking about
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| Flopping and flipping around like a fish along the sand
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| You left me
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| Flopping for dead uptown like when a fish drowns outta water
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| You left a man neck deep in dirty water and turned your back when he was down,
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| down
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| Oh, I’ve got a hangover, make you just want to keel over
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| You don’t gotta stick a four-leaf clover in your pants, you got no chance
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| But in the morning I’m pleading, please
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| I’ve got a will, yeah we know by now, big as my hunchback
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| To get up on top these days, you gotta be a low life drifter, so
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| Slither up just like a snake upon a spiral staircase |