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Do you love him? Who knows Why Got no time for bad black jokes You Goodbye Suitcase You're a wrap 'round dime-store clerk because The lunch pail Won't hold two hips that size I'm sure Object to what you say Eyes for sneezing [?] cats away 220 miles per hour M-I-S-S-I-MISUSE-YOU-CPR M-I-S-S-I-MISUSE-YOU-CPR Caste the state I'm spelled in your charge Three cars Hard drugs Which street? Bang, retreat Pow, r-repeat? Retreat Bang, pow Open over the [?] The sound of shitty radio It drags To the future I can't imagine a worse fate I think about you all the time To the future I can't imagine a worse fate I think about you all the time I did some damage so (to the future) And it gets me down I think about you all the time We did some damage, whoa And it gets me down To the future I can't imagine a worse fate We did some damage so (to the future) And it gets me down We did some damage on your truck I think about you everywhere