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Hotel room 69 Meeting point until four My wife kisses her lover I keep it zen, master I keep it cool Just like a fool Should I spy on... tonight ? Should I tell her that our love is... Hush ! I have to face the facts Force myself to see that... You don't have to play dead He's a good shot and you're not You have to learn to love Enjoy the way she feels ! But she calls him 'baby' As I bite my nails to the quick Never heard her cry that way, no ! Love means nothing in these words : 'Yeah ! yeah ! yeah !' ... Oh, master, you had the broadest shoulders To carry the burden of this world But I don't feel much stronger To behave like an ass Hole !
Tip tap tip tap I can hear the bed move I expect her screams In my sights, the unmade bed Gonna fill'em full of lead Phytagorus was a fool One and one make 69 I'm a zero without you But once I was the one In downtown there is a room Yeah, I know that she's here I will cut off my ear OOOH she screams Like a porno star... The she meaows Like a cat I can't stand anymore Hush ! Hush ! Again and again ! It's gonna bring me down...
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