| With the cops on your lips it’s a holy routine
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| If you’d stop all your trips you could see what I mean
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| I forgot not to slip 'bout you’re under 18
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| You had it in your hands, had it in your hands
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| You had it in your hands, had it in your hands
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| Your hands, oh oh hoo
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| Leave it up to me
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| It’s a known disease
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| Keep it in your fleece
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| Don’t worry about the custom police, don’t
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| I’ll tell you just how good it can be, this lazy summer
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| But you got no relief from the pain in your head
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| And it’s hollow and greased and it says that you’re dead
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| But you make fun and tease and the things that you said
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| They always stab your back, always stab your back…
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| They always stab your back, always stab your back
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| Your back, oh ho hoo
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| Leave it up to me
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| It’s a known disease
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| Keep it in your fleece
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| Don’t worry about the custom police, don’t
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| I’ll tell you just how good it can be, this lazy summer
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| (Bridge)
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| They always stab your back, always stab your back…
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| They always stab your back, always stab your back
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| Your back, ouh ho hoo
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| Leave it up to me
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| It’s a known disease
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| Keep it in your fleece
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| Don’t worry about the custom police, don’t
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| I’ll tell you just how good it can be, this lazy summer
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| Leave it up to me
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| It’s a known disease
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| Keep it in your fleece
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| Don’t worry about the custom police, don’t
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| I’ll tell you just how good it can be
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| And I’ve been holding out for love ever since I had a heart |