Before I go to you I never wash my neck 'Cause when the music starts it goes straight
to your head And I break out in pale I
break out in pale You better bring your fork
and knife 'Till we see eye to eye 'Cause
I'd rather stuff your face than hear another
lie Learn to sit still, learn to stay I'm as hopped-up with the up and down as you're
slow on the uptake Under the words is what
you heard Wait right here for me's exactly
what he said 'Course I'm too busy sitting
down There are fishes that are stronger than
my legs Can't wait to drown You'd better
bring your fucking knife 'Till we see eye to
eye 'Cause I'd rather cut your buttons off
than be caught in a lie Before I come to you
I never wash my lips 'Cause when the music
starts it goes straight to my hips And I
break out in pale, I break out in pale
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