| Drag him out your window
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| Dragging out the dead
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| Singing «I miss you»
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| Snakes and ladders
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| Flip the lid
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| Out pops the cracker
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| Smacks you in the head
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| Knifes you in the neck
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| Kicks you in the teeth
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| Steel toe caps
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| Takes all your credit cards
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| Get up, get the gunge
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| Get the eggs
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| Get the flan in the face
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| The flan in the face
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| The flan in the face
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| Dance, you fucker, dance, you fucker
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| Don’t you dare, don’t you dare
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| Don’t you, flan in the face
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| Take it with the love it’s given
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| Take it with a pinch of salt
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| Take it to the taxman
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| Let me back, let me back
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| I promise to be good
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| Don’t look in the mirror
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| At the face you don’t recognize
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| Help me, call the doctor, put me inside
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| Put me inside, put me inside
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| Put me inside, put me inside
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| I keep the wolf from the door but he calls me up
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| Calls me on the phone
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| Tells me all the ways that he’s gonna mess me up
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| Steal all my children if I don’t pay the ransom
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| And I’ll never see them again if I squeal to the cops
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| No no no no no no no no no no no no no
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| No no no no no no no no no no no no no
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| No no no no no no no no no no no no no
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| No no no no no no no no no no no no no
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| No no no no no no no no no no no no no
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| No no no no no no no no no no no no no
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| No no no no no no no no no no no no no
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| No no no no no no no no no no no no no no
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| Walking like giant cranes and
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| With my X-ray eyes, I strip you naked
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| In a tight little world and are you on the list?
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| Stepford wives, who are we to complain?
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| Investments and dealers, investments and dealers
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| Cold wives and mistresses
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| Cold wives and Sunday papers
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| City boys in first class
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| Don’t know we’re born at all
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| Just know someone else is gonna come and clean it up
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| Born and raised for the job
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| Someone always does
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| Oh, I wish you’d get up
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| Get over, get up, get over, turn your tape off
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| I keep the wolf from the door but he calls me up
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| Calls me on the phone
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| Tells me all the ways that he’s gonna mess me up
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| Steal all my children if I don’t pay the ransom
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| And I’ll never see them again if I squeal to the cops
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| So I’m just gonna… |