Go and take a ride to a in Grant Park You can walk the door and shove the knife in her heart When you tell her that you can't the song anymore The one you two adopted on the prom dance
You can be a Tom Cruise and make a big Or be like MacGyver and cut it Either way there's be blood on the floor When you tell her that you don't dig girls
Anymore,
a funny story about a singer named Jed Yeah he caught his with a woman in bed And, they were love line with a bottle of wine Having a party it's 1999
So he threw down the movies and he had a attack He in the ocean, he never swam back They just there naked except for their socks Feeling than the prize in a cracker jack box I think Jed's really gonna wanna rock anymore
Anymore, (I can't it, I can't believe it) Anymore, Anymore, (I can't believe it, I can't it)
the exposure, something's wrong with this picture I see the truth through all of the dirty lines Check the exposure something's wrong with picture All in all gonna lose your mind
a little story that you're gonna adore It's kinda like the lost scene on the room floor It's all fun and games you get a black eye You're down in the sewer all the rats why
You can live in love and lie and if you wish, but you know about as tacky as a satellite dish On a hot pink house with a door With butts all over the floor I don't think my stomach's gonna anymore
Anymore, (I believe it, I can't believe it) Anymore, Anymore, (I can't believe it, I believe it)
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