| Hey…
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| I’m a little teapot short and stout
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| There’s some shake-up'in around me know it’s talk, and no doubt
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| I pop the lid the lid, it’s gon be me I’m gonna let it out
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| Nothing’ll happen if I don’t open my mouth
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| I ain’t a punk bitch, I don’t give a fuck
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| I’m just being me and speaking from the gut
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| Well its a little bit of us, a whole lot of you,
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| and we just came here to see what it do
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| I’m right here, and I ain’t goin’nowhere
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| You can turn tables and you can throw chairs
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| I’m right here, and I ain’t goin’nowhere
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| You can knock doors and tear up, ya’have to air so…
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| Spazz if you want to, spazz if you want
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| Spa-spazz if you want to, spazz if you want to Spazz if you want to, spaz if you want
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| Spa-spazz if you want to, spazz if you want to
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| I’m a little teapot blowin’off steam
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| You put me on the heat, I don’t whistle, I scream
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| Bang, bang, xxxx a bed xxxx a dream
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| This is rage blowin’up your machine
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| I’m a star bitch, I don’t give a fuck
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| Don’t be surprised when this xxxxx start blowin’up
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| Well its a little bit of us, a whole lot of you,
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| and we just came here to see what it do…
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| And now I’m wakin’up layin’in the ambulance bed
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| with something in my arm, I gotta get it off
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| A tattoo with a line that’ll read your mind
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| And next is your mind, I gotta get it off
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| The xxxx they spray attack my lungs everyday
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| With a creeping decay, I gotta get it off
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| By attacking these things, I earned my wings
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| And my halo but first I gotta, get it off |