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Lookin' at, lookin' at, lookin' at me Look at that, look at how they're lookin' at me Eyes all sticky like honey on bees Look at that, look at how they

All day long, I felt like smashing my face Through a clear glass window But instead, I went out And smashed up a phone booth around the corner I never

She says I'm boring her camera It takes more to delight the cadaver Night eyes on icy patrols Your's were not so Nazi feline Mine were as dead as monks

Tu, que pierdes el control Hablando en alta voz, hieres mi corazon Yo, tratando de escuchar No me puedo explicar, que extrana sensacion Tu no me quieres

Creo que esta vez Va hacer como la otra vez Tu ya olvidaste todo lo que paso ayer Quiero que esta vez No sea igual que ayer Vivo pensando en lo que quiero

Gettin' born in the state of Mississippi Poppa was a copper and her momma was a hippie In Alabama she was swinging hammer Price you gotta pay when you

Long were the nights when my days once revolved around you Counting my footsteps praying the floor won't fall through again And my mother accused me of

everybody wanna be fly til you swat 'em but who am i to talk? i aint shittin' roses we in in the same picture but we all got different poses i'm looking

If the sun shuts down and decided not to shine no more I would still have you, baby If we see the last day and they say we gotta go to war I'll be fighting