| It’s a lovely Monday morning;
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| My ex is still asleep…
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| I’ll take off all her tires
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| And roll them down the street.
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| It sounds a bit vindictive,
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| But I swear it’s nothing new;
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| I’ve been doing it for weeks now!
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| Rolling wheels is what I do!
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| Hey Mr. Johnson! |
| Stealing your girlfriend’s wheels again?
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| You betcha!
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| Well, watch out! |
| She looks pretty mad!
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| Huh?
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| I’m on a walk with Junior,
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| Like any other day.
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| I’m not sure how it happened,
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| But the baby’s rolled away!
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| I’d positively panic,
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| But it happened last week, too.
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| Plus I’m just the babysitter!
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| Losing children’s what I do.
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| Baby’s rolling down Easy Street-
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| Oh, that baby!
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| I’m tryin’a get my pants on,
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| But they’re really freaking tight-
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| Why I’m in the street,
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| I haven’t got a clue…
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| At precisely 9:08,
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| I come out my door and wait
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| And leave out alluring bait
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| For the Paperboy I hate!
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| Laying beneath cars is what I do!
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| Give me all your money!
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| And put it in this bag!
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| I need it for my wife cause she’s a
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| Shopaholic hag!
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| Hey, come on! |
| Make it snappy!
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| This ain’t no deja vu!
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| I rob you almost daily,
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| Because robbing’s what I do-
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| I don’t get all this fuss-
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| I’m just a normal guy,
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| Who takes his normal walks,
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| And collects souls when people die.
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| I’d love to read the funnies,
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| Or the entertainment news-
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| I’m not that weird;
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| It’s just a thing I do! |