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She's Late Lyrics

Don?t tell me the date,
I know it all too well
I believe the state I?m in is close to hell
I?m learning to pray, thinking deception
Maybe I?ll just say ?Immaculate conception?
She?s late she?s late, my fear I can't hide
She's late she?s late, will it be alright?
She?s late she?s late, is there something inside her tummy?
I wish I could I find this funny
Which way is reverse on this time machine?
Should of thought first,
and used a magazine I?m changing my life,
no s** where I?m heading
I don't need a wife or a shotgun wedding
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