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Miss Peaches and iron dress,
And Sweet Pea bubbles,
And if I had a scythe,
I'd hack at all her troubles,
Short sellers stress,
the S & P doubles,
How must he live,
Amongst her and her rubbles,

Ooh come on a new bull to shave,
since they told us we could recklessly misbehave,
I've got from a website,
I've got from a funnel,
And every time we meet, I meet you in a tunnel,

I could be wrong everything,
But I've seen her bells and I've them ring,
This time I'm in no to say anything,

Miss Peaches bakes a pie,
And Pea just cries,
There's a million other she'd rather have,
one of those pies,
Troubled teens to die,
And tell lies,
How long to what kind of yeast,
is making bread rise,

oh I'm happy as a clam,
Ever since I did the right and forgot who I am,
The guy I to work with,
a prison whore,
And since he got out,
He wanna go for more,

I'm not for a reprieve,
But it's a tangled web we weave,
I'm not you to believe anything,

If you ask her to dance,
With a do,'
When she makes acquaintance,
She always blue,
She does not to bleed,
But falling in lead,
And dancing two-step, tangle web