I can smell the change that's on your hands
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Packing up your philips head and honey bear
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Brandy danced for you and all your friends
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Last night you think you might have left your money there
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Good morning now your keys are gone
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And the thundercats are on
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The paper's here, it says it's over; kiss your mom
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You can't hit a nail straight when you're laughing
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Crystal was an unsuccessful blonde
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Hasn't been to bed now for a week or two
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Organizing closets until dawn
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It's lovely how she's always finding things to do
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Now Scotty's knife is in your hand
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And your contact's in the sand
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You're hallucinating in the heat
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You can't hit a nail straight when you're laughing
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Ninety-seven stitches and a cast
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Sixty absent days but what you gonna do
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Thought you said those breaks of yours would last
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Now go before somebody drops a house on you
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Jordan got so mad
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He threw his hammer at your head
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Sent you home and said he'd pick you up at five
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You can't hit a nail straight when you're laughing
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Keep on playing maybe it'll happen dear
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I can't believe the doctor said he'd leave those bb's in your head
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But I think he said he thought you shouldn't drive
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So call us if you make it there alive
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Thundercats
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Shivaree |