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Get down six feet under I wish she would, your fat blanket mother She growls and roars like thunder A mouth so big, the eighth world wonders She wants me to throw her daughter away And pick her up instead Don't walk away Don't walk away Don't walk away Don't walk away Yes another cunning plot To get me under her covers Dior stockings and nothing on top She ain't like a normal mother I wish I was a million miles away So I can't hear her say Don't walk away Don't walk away Don't walk away Don't walk away Don't, don't walk away Don't, don't walk away Don't, don't walk away, yeah When will this dreadful nightmare end? I really don't want another That fat blanket woman drives me round and bend How can you get lower when Hell is in the gutter? I wish I was a million miles away So I can't hear her say Don't walk away Don't walk away Don't walk away Don't walk away Don't walk away Don't walk away Don't walk away Don't walk away
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