| Well just slow down come on Lupe Brown
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| Tell Desdemona that I’m ready to leave
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| Well she’s nothing much to look at and she’s hard to believe
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| Don’t go down throw your arms around
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| Every little psycho that you happen to see
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| Well you meant everything to them
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| But you meant nothing to me
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| Well you’re girlfriend made me itch
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| And though I’ll keep you in mind I would be happy to switch
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| I don’t know where you got that voice
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| I would sell you to London if you gave me the choice
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| Check those old clothes and those red bows
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| Though you’re a scrawny pup I
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| Would be happy just to cheer you up, oh yes
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| Well just slow down come on Lupe Brown
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| Tell Desdemona that I’m ready to leave
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| Well she’s nothing much to look at and she’s hard to believe
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| Don’t go down throw your arms around
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| Every little psycho that you happen to see
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| Well you meant everything to them
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| But you meant nothing to me
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| You got nothing I wish to steal
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| Cause I got nothing to give you on account of Lucille
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| She don’t walk like a cripple should
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| Well she’s Columbia’s finest oh she’s better than good
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| Wednesday’s DJ’s came in side ways
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| Yelling for the mother of the sister
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| And the brother of Orla the tease
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| Well just slow down come on Lupe Brown
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| Tell Desdemona that I’m ready to leave
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| Well she’s nothing much to look at and she’s hard to believe
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| Don’t go down throw your arms around
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| Every little psycho that you happen to see
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| Well you meant everything to them
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| But you meant nothing to me |