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oh there he goes again high like a zeppelin big eyes and under-fed she took him by the throat and said
i love you sick boy yeah i love you sick boy yeah
his heart get what it needs from shooting antifreeze laid out beside the bed she took him by the throat and said
"chorus"
you are the real one my S I C K love they begged me to avoid my S I C K boy my S I C K boy my S I C K boy my S I C K boy my S I C K boy my S I C K boy my S I C K boy my S I C K boy |
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