She shacked up with the wrong surgeon.
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Doctor! Doctor!
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Yeah, what have you done?
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She slept beneath a blanket of scalpels,
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and woke up with skin, skin like fingernails.
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What pleasure do you crave when sex lacks passion?
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Oh, when the hospital lights are dimmed low?
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She shacked up with the wrong surgeon.
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Doctor! Doctor!
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Doctor! Doctor!
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This knife cut fashion (this knife cut fashion)
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lacks compassion (lacks compassion),
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but who says being an abomination of human cartilage isn't a statement?
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(repeart twice)
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Now, cover girl, your cover up drips like dairy.
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cover girl, your cover up drips like dairy.
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cover girl, your cover up drips like dairy.
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Now, cover girl, your cover up drips like dairy.
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Oh, when I see you walking by yourself,
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Yeah, when i see you walking all alone.
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I wanna cut the corners off your lips.
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I wanna shave the angles off your cheeks.
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I wanna wash the geometry off your face.
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I wanna cut the corners off your lips.
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I wanna shave the angles off your cheeks.
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I wanna wash the geometry off your face.
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I wanna cut the corners off your lips.
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I wanna shave the angles off your cheeks.
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I wanna wash the geometry off your face.
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I wanna cut the corners off your lips.
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I wanna shave the angles off your cheeks.
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I wanna wash the geometry off your face.
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Those cosmetics run, run, run like ivory blood burns.
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run, run, run like ivory blood burns, burns, burns.
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run, run, run like ivory blood burns, burns, burns.
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run, run, run like ivory blood burns, burns, burns.
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run, run, run like ivory blood burns, burns, burns.
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You keep coming back to get fucked on the operating table.
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[pennies, doctor, pennies!]
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You keep coming back a different shade of nauseating.
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[pennies, doctor, pennies!]
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It's time to take that face back to the bank
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and count the cash you really make.
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[pennies, doctor, pennies!]
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Doctor! Doctor!
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| The Blood Brothers |
