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My girl is a bowl of hash A familiar looking rash My girl's my secret stash A shampooed pile of trash My girl's a borealis-lit fjord My girl's a summons ignored My girl's a beer, freshly poured A lost tribe's library stored
You've been getting lots of similes But I want your disease I want your disease I want your disease
My girl is off-track betting My girl is a traffic light My girl is an unmade bed My girl is a moonless night My girl is choppy air My girl is a Golden Corral My girl is a curse word screamed My girl is not their scene
You've been getting lots of similes And I want your disease I want your disease I want your
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