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Never sniffed no glue. And still I sit and lie awake all night. But I wanna be the same. All lies, all the lies told to me. It sat under the tree. Forget the clock there's no schedule here.

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Got outta jail just the very next day. She heard a noise and she looked through the door. He's gonna make it through some how. Cuz I know Gods got the reason and the rhyme.

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The greatest gift I've ever known. Squeeze me tight and don't let go. I got pushed around. Going to call you tomorrow, when you're home, and you better explain a lot. I'm gonna drink that java. Waiting waiting for some bright holiday. Who is this girl in my bed? I said check it out on craigslist. If old Hank Williams heard he'd roll right in his grave. Head 'em up, move 'em out.

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She picked up a rock, threw it at the car, hit him in the head, now he's got a big scar. Pump pump lick-a-shot. I gotta say w'sup and thank you to, Dave Shae, and Greg A., with out them this wouldn't be possible. Black, White, American, Indian or Japanese. 7 Derailed Ales, 6 Fat Squirrels.

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D. J. s. - Chica me Tipo. You were walkin' home late one night. Now that I've been lovin' you. He goes back and buys some more.

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Feeling rather slow. She send a message of love. Gonna lose your mind if you cannot unwind. I don't wanna look at naked chicks and drink beer. I'm not dealin' with that fuckin' chince no more. We all need fuel so we can. Be acceptable in thy sight. Cuz I'm not a fucking DJ. Fall in love get married and forget the world. Sublime i don't wanna leave my bed today lyrics meaning. Night after night just cry and fight. And the meditation of our hearts. Saw you in your bedroom suckin' someone else's dick my goodness. Bridge, Chorus, Solo. Hold me and don't let go.

And then we do it again. You get 'nuff lyrics). But this time he just might need more. If I had my way I'd make a change. But somehow he don't know just what to do. To get back up to speed. My god, what is that awful smell? Don't get around much any more. That's vat her chores have done to me. The rhythm, the rebel. We got covert operation in Vietnam. But she couldn't play the keys.

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