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Yeah! Sell, sell, everything's for sale Hey there, kid, you're looking kind of pale Victim of society's hell, sell your soul for the dollar bill Reach up to the sky, make me high, walk on water, rise and shine Listen, won't you listen I want to take it deep inside! I'm so tired of being sick I need a prick, I need a fix I can't complain, just close the door Because I'll never be your little whore! One day, you'll get yours, someday, you'll get yours (x2) Listen, won't you listen (x4) One day, you'll get yours, someday, you'll get yours Listen, won't you listen (x4) One day, you'll get yours, someday, you'll get yours, yours, yours, yours, yours
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Credits
- Writers
- Zelick
- Joe Suarez
- Eli Parker
- Gil Bitton