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Pipe down baby, why so loud?
You've lied now ten thousand times...it's show anyhow.
You me sick, sick, sick, sick.
Where'd you get all the
Your dad's too base to mention?
His coattails are word. You've had a nice ride, that's for sure.
Better thank your brain-dead clientele for all the that you'll spend in hell.
Wanma percent of nation, your'e the type to rise to that occasion.
Stole the race, no surprise there. The elevator always the stairs.
On a golf cart...wearing uniform...bombing in the night-time...lying on tv...you make me