| Dear Mr. Occupant
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| to whom this may concern
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| I thought I’d leave this note for you
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| to read on your return.
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| Your daughter came to see us play
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| me and all the band
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| And since you’re not around today
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| I knew you’d understand…
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| If we…
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| Fuck your daughter
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| Wreck your home
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| Call long-distance on your phone
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| Eat up all your food and steal your beer.
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| This house is too big
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| for your little girl alone
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| We tried our best to make ourselves
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| feel right at home
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| You see we’ve come from miles away
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| We’re strangers to this town
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| Your daughter brought us here tonight
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| and since you’re not around…
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| We though we’d…
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| Fuck your daughter
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| Wreck your home
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| Call long-distance on your phone
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| Eat up all your food and steal your beer.
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| I really must be going now
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| You’ve been too kind for words
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| Your toilet’s overflowing
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| Cause it’s clogged up with our turds.
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| B.A. |
| has made himself
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| a patch out on the lawn
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| and I’ll kiss your daughters lips
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| until the next time you are gone
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| When we will…
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| Fuck your daughter
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| Wreck your home
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| Call long-distance on your phone
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| Have sex in your shower stalls
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| Write our names upon your walls and
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| Eat up all your food and steal your beer.
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| We’re going to eat up all you food and steal your beer.
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| We’re going to eat up all you food and steal your beer. |