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Every word they sling you
Hits like your folks have never been kind
And the jewels on your apron
Could use some calomine
Ugly girls and pit faced boys
All hunch and join in the line
Give me all the shoe that you lived in
And the towel to dry in
And there's a drink you can drown in
So choose a blanket to die in
Spill a drink on his front and salsa
Plans for a mall and high rise
'Cause there's only so much of string
That patron can pull and unwind
You're shoe that you lived in
And you're the towel to dry in
There's a drink you can drown in
Got the blanket you're dying in
Check out the towel you can die in
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