Gallons Of Rubbing Alcohol Flow Throught The Strip

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 It hurts when you have to press that dull little thing
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That you're only supposed to use once and then discard
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Where do you put it? In the garbage can, my honest friend
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My shyness, pet her flow
 
 
 
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She's only been five months late, even though we haven't had sex for a week
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A meal a day, a meal, I say
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And my heart's made my
 
 
 
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   Somebody else already used the word 'Aurora Borealis' 
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   She was tied up in chains, and Sam had helped her in the freezer
 
 
 
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   She's only five weeks late, but I haven't had a date forever!
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Wish I had more More opportunity,
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More chances to remember some things
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So I couldn't have so much pressure on my 
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 On my,    On my, um   Ah, on my    Um,   Um head
 
 
 
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We'd have so much more diversity,
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And so much more input, so much more creative flow,
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If we had someone in school, a 'G.I.T'
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G.I.T         Geeks  In    Town
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Ha  Come on, Dave, think of one
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Girls in trouble
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It should be G.I.C,  geeks with Charvels
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No, G.W.C, Fuck man this is a waste of time  
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One more solo?    Yeah! 
 
 
 
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 You're Personally responsible for,
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  The entire strip to be washed away,
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Cleansed  as if gallons of, um, rubbing alcohol
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flowed through the strip and were set on fire
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 It didn't just singe the hair, it made it straight 
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 And then Perry Ellis came along with his broom
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and his silk
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 And he, he erected a beautiful city
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