| It takes a while, but you thrive in the pile
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| The torn corners seem to fit around the pages in the file
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| In the vile, with the bile, end up with the violence
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| Is where it went, but you knew, I know you guessed it
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| You see, I’m dying just to get the disease
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| One piece of paper from the finest of trees
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| I’ll take the picture, you say cheese
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| The collar only lacerates the beagle
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| If his owner won’t give him a lead
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| Oh, good grief
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| You better listen
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| Harder than that
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| Ooh, connect with this, not that
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| We’re only doing this together for another minute
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| You better turn it off
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| Turn it off, keep it off
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| You better listen
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| Harder than that
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| Pick it up
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| P-p-pick up your feet
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| Until you eat all your meat
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| Pick it up
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| P-p-pick up your feet
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| Until you eat all your meat
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| You better listen
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| Harder than that
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| Ooh, connect with this, not that
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| We’re only doing this together for another minute
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| You better turn it off
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| Turn it off, keep it off
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| You better listen
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| Harder than that
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| And by the way
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| I broke our promise
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| Our promise
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| You better listen
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| Harder than that
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| Ooh, connect with this, not that
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| We’re only doing this together for another minute
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| You better turn it off
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| Turn it off, keep it off
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| You better listen
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| Harder than that
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| You better listen
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| Harder than that
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| Ooh, connect with this, not that
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| We’re only doing this together for another minute
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| You better turn it off
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| Turn it off, keep it off
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| You better listen
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| Harder than that |