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And I'll just keep on stumbiln'
Right now it feels too humblin'
To tell you what I want
And the citie's feelin' queer and crass
And beer cans growing blades of grass
To look like something new
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And I know that you love me
But I'm just too d*** hungry
For lovin' that I don't need
And I know that you like my shoes
And you wish you could count for
Every inch and ever ounce
Of everythin' that you need
And you'll die by the time your thirty
Slitherin' snakes and garden rakes
Don't got what it takes
To give you what you need
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o0Oo0Oo
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And I'll just keep on stumbiln'
Right now it feels too humblin'
To tell you what I want
And the citie's feelin' queer and crass
And beer cans growing blades of grass
To look like something new
o0Oo0Oo
o0Oo0Oo
o0Oo0Oo
And I know that you love me
But I'm just too d*** hungry
For lovin' that I don't need
And I know that you like my shoes
And you wish you could count for
Every inch and ever ounce
Of everythin' that you need
And you'll die by the time your thirty
Slitherin' snakes and garden rakes
Don't got what it takes
To give you what you need
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