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Well look at you crackin jokes
like a witch in the smoke, think you're real funny don't ya? I'm not sure if you know but it helps to show some respect to people, yeah? Don't sweat it girl, you my friend are gonna curl up one day and pray everything would go away. Well ya think ya know about love, but there ain't nothin that's known of lovin at such an age, right? I know how you people talk but I swear, you make me balk; did ya have fun tonight? You're worse than Congress, full of mindless chess players that work in pairs and, for me, no less you could care. Ah, you think you're wise but you cain't begin to surmise what's wrong in the world, can ya? And don't say I'm being mean, I tried and I tried to see. And you could bare to say was "Yeah." Just keep on walkin that way, you got Hell to pay for what you did, damn, poor kid. Don't think twice, you're right, maybe one day I'll see the light; but that can't happen with the way things go. So I think I'll just stick it to the man and go make my own master plan; full of things I love and know. Just keep on talkin, just keep on walkin; but don't turn around 'cause you're gonna go down.
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