| It’s do or die
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| And I’m burning up inside
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| I know that something really isn’t right
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| I shake, I sweat
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| I’m writhing in the bed
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| For just a puff, just a little spike
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| Pump it up into me
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| Please, daddy, please, daddy
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| Pump it up, pump it up
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| Into me
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| Could I have one more hit?
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| I promise I’ll quit
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| This shit ain’t good for me
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| I really need one more hit
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| And I’ll be good
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| You really shouldn’t go cold turkey
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| Cold turkey
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| The kiss, the bliss
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| There’s nothing quite like this
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| To see your soul is shining like a pearl
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| To feel deep down
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| You matter to the world
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| And not just to a boy or to a girl
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| Pump it up into me
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| Please, daddy, please, daddy
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| Pump it up, pump it up
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| Into me
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| Could I have one more hit?
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| I promise I’ll quit
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| This shit ain’t good for me
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| I really need one more hit
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| And I’ll be good
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| You really shouldn’t go cold turkey
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| Cold turkey
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| A kick, a punch, a bell-ringer
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| A clip, a chop, a real zinger
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| You’re the bee, give me the stinger
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| Could I have one more hit?
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| I promise I’ll quit
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| This shit ain’t good for me
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| I really need one more hit
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| And I’ll be good
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| You really shouldn’t go cold turkey
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| Cold turkey
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| Cold turkey |