| Hanging and banging and cussing and bitching
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| And scratching and twitching at my demand
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| Grabbing and poking and bruising and choking
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| I’m sprinkled i’m tinkled i’m losing my man
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| I found a new way
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| I found a better way
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| I found the only way
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| To cure frustration
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| I don’t care what you say
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| About my moral ways
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| Get on your knees and pray
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| Cos you’re slaves anyway
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| Coming and going and moving and groaning
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| And hitting that kitten and making him yowl
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| Wailing and flailing and trudging and flogging
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| And punching my doggie and making him howl
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| I found a new way
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| I found a better way
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| I found the only way
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| To cure frustration
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| I don’t care what you say
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| About my moral ways
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| Get on your knees and pray
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| Cos you’re slaves anyway
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| My possession, my possession, my possession, mine, all mine
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| Kicking that butt now licking that butt
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| Now kneel on that gut now the red light’s on
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| Pushing and shoving that bread in the oven
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| I’m paying them back for what they’ve done
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| I found a new way
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| I found a better way
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| I found the only way
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| To cure frustration
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| I don’t care what you say
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| About my moral ways
|
| Get on your knees and pray
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| Cos you’re slaves anyway
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| My possession, my possession, my possession, mine, all mine |