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Fuckin' it

song is called Eviction Notice, it's a 2-parter
It's about how are the gateway to fun and flat laugh lines

There's effort in her and it shouldn't be that way
Her days are being snuffed out in an ashtray, and that's pricely
to intercept the passing away I've asked nicely

But I've not to feed the hand that bites me
This morning the cradle the hand
As I bang on and pans
she's just in her warning labeled box again
She wants a man I can look up to, a role model to come
Don't bother unpacking car...cinogen filled thrill sticks
This girl will fire
Got me doing pirouettes over her trip wire
I still skip by a land or two, see I've learned the landscape
All the practicing my firm handshake
Hair, itch to spark any conversation
Said explosive personalities part deadly confrontation
happens in between her lips
She a fix more than she knows her friend's a bitch
And to go

a note on the door..
Eviction

"Listen, one of us is leaving, and I say US I mean YOU...
YOU'RE leaving. (You're leaving... leaving.)"

I'm in the house y'all, I'm in the y'all
And ain't no piece of paper gonna kick me out y'all!
I'm in the house, I'm in the house
And ain't no legal gonna kick my ass out
I'm in the house y'all, I'm in the house
And no new boyfriend gonna kick me out, y'all!
that, I'm in the house, I'm in the house
Ain't no brat gonna kick my ass out

Pick ME! leave me believe me
leave me believe me please
Please leave me believe me leave me
please me, leave me leave me..

This song is called Notice, it's a 2-parter
Basically about how sacrifice and vices will invite themselves
to an overstayed welcome at your haunted house

There's effort in her smile and it be like that
Her evenings have her drowning in a nightcap, and that's costly
Trying to keep her on the right track I ask
But she just "BACK OFF ME"
And I've learned to her private respect
She some room to need and every afternoon proceeds
To mix her liquid sitter while preparing baby to feed
She wants I man I can look up to, a mentor-- you!
Get your things
Yes kids, the is the message in the bottle
the dawn she'll have to kill all fetal positions by ingesting a
morning-after
Crawling fast until I get rewarded for how good I've
While practicing my wave..
Should I stay? After my escape routes
And out, "Is there a lifeguard in the lighthouse?"
To the bottle mouth-to-mouth between her lips she sips
She a fix more than she knows her friend's a bitch

And a note on the door..
Eviction

Fun times fun times, ("Fuck you!") fun fun times fun times
("Fuck you!") Fun times fun times, fun fun times fun times
("Fuck you, get the out of my house...")
Fun times fun times, fun times fun times fun
Fun times fun times, fun times fun fun tiiiimes!!! ("Fuck YOU!")
One more time guys, fun fun times fun tiiiimes!
("Get out.")

I you

("Get out!!! Get the out of here! GET OUT!! Go.")

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