I'm taking a ride to the liquor store
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I'm looking for a beer and a little bit more
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I'm gonna spend all the money she had
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on a nude girl in a dirty old mag-a-zine
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50 cents cheaper than the real thing
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even though it may be a little bit disgusting
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can't call a bitch and it ain't got no drama
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it's called a new sensation called the right hand-a-rama
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I don't know why
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I don't know why
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It sure feels good
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most every time
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alright
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Pamela and her five sisters
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are giving me a bad case of nasty blisters
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a third degree burn going straight to my head
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I guess my pipes are a little bit rusted
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close encounters of the strangest kind
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I got the heebee-jeebes for the hundredth time
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It didn't work out the way it was planned
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all I got now is a beer in my hand
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I don't know why
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I don't know why
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It sure feels good
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most every time
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I'll tell you why
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alright
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Right Hand-A-Rama
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