| He found a letter
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| Someone had slipped it under the door
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| Said I gotta tell you something
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| I never told no one before
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| I know it sounds crazy
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| I can hardly bring myself to say
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| But the feeling is oh so strong now
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| I can’t hold out another day
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| I hope you can take it said that way
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| When I say
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| I wanna f**k you, jesse
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| I wanna f**k you, jesse
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| I wanna f**k you 'cause I got the right
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| To love a man whose stupid, ugly, and white
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| I wanna say «f**k you,» jesse helms
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| She got a message
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| Just another beep on the message machine
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| Said I feel so guilty
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| I think it’s time that I come clean
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| I thought I knew better
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| I thought I had chosen the proper words to say
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| I wanted to be so honest
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| Tell you a story you’ve never heard
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| Now that I finally got the nerve
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| I wanna f**k you, tipper
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| I wanna f**k you, tipper
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| 'cause you showed me that
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| Things are still the same
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| Everybody’s parents turn out lame
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| I wanna say «f**k you,» tipper gore
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| He heard her crying
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| But he couldn’t make out a word she said
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| She was alone and frightened
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| She was wishing she was dead
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| She knew it was hopeless
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| He was way up there, and she was way down here
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| Still she called his name out
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| In a voice that was loud and clear
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| She said I know it sounds so weird
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| But I wanna f**k you, johnny
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| I wanna f**k you, johnny
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| I wanna hold you down
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| And f**k you while you squirm
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| And force you to bring that thing to term
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| I wanna say «f**k you,» john paul ii
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| Got to say «f**k you» tipper gore
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| Just got to say «f**k you» jesse helms |