Did your high rent low life friends all leave
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Cos even they know
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Your living make believe
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And if I was to cut off your supply
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Would you curl up into a ball and die?
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If you lost the number of your man in town
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Would you start crying baby
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When the sun went down
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Could you handle the chills
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Could you handle the sweat
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It¡¯ll cloud out your mind
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Can¡¯t make me forget
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Busy crazy
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I¡¯m just lazy
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When I let ya
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Phase me
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I don¡¯t get it cos
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U don¡¯t understand
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You just keep saying
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¡°baby I¡¯m your man¡±
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Busy
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Too spacey
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Stir-crazy
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Don¡¯t need a man
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All up in smoke
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All up in smoke
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Up in smoke
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All up in smoke
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You so hot on deliveries
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But you never bring me
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the thing that I need
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You look a little green
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Don¡¯t need your blues
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Your the only thing I ever wanted to do
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But as you lock yourself in your haze
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You got too many ultraviolet rays
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Your heads a mess
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Your brains got slow
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You say I¡¯ll never leave
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but I¡¯m the first to go
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Can you ever let go
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Baby I¡¯m the first to know
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I know you like to take it real slow
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This ain¡¯t no joke
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your up in smoke so lets go
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Up In Smoke
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Lene |