What’s this odd game that’s all over the airwaves?
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It’s their loose lips that laid me so sick with an ear
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pinned down on your chest…
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And all I heard were sighs from that shotgun
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that she hides so well under that dress
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My my what an awful mess…
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Does that dress fit alright?
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I wanna know why it falls off and on
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Are you ok baby?
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Hopefully Mississippi will lynch you like it did me...
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I’m a cabaret
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A champagne cafe
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Everyone uses to celebrate
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But I’m just not ready to rot and dance and laugh
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to the sweetest death I ever had…
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My my you look awful with a mouthful
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Of sex …like drugs
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but I just can’t seem to switch off this machine
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That turns ivory into kerosene
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Does that dress fit alright?
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I wanna know why it falls off and on
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Are you ok baby?
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Hopefully New York City will lose you like it did me
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I’ve got glass eyes that has dined so many times
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with thighs and sighs that scream I got to get mine.
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Two Zero Two
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| Northstar |
