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Had me a trick and a kick and your message
Well you'll never gain weigh from a doughnut hole
Then thought that I could decipher your message
There's no one here dear, no one at all
And if I'm wasting your time this time
Maybe you never learned to take
And if I'm hanging on to your shade
I guess I'm way beyond the pale
And Southern men can grow gold
Can grow pertty, Blood can be pertty
Like a delicate man, Copper to steal to a hinge that is faltered
That let's you in let's you in let's you in
Something's just keeping you numb
You told me last night you were a sun now
With your very own devoted satellite
Happy for you, and sure that I hate you
Two sons too many too many able fires
And if I'm wasting all your time this time
I think you never learned to take
And if I'm hanging on to your shade
I guess I'm way beyond the pale
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