I stopped the thought before it's drip became insistent
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I rubbed it out and loved the spot where it was missing
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She's widely known the only maquereau that pays her taxes
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I got to box her for the money, said it might end
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Reeling and stubling, I've got to bump around a while
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You don't use words like that, St. Louise is listening
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You rang the eskimo to meet you at the station
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Oh he's like milk to you half swedish and half asian
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And your aphasia strikes a bargain with the barter yard
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I got to box you for the money, said it might end
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Reeling and stumbling, I've got to bump around a while
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You don't use words like that, St. Louise is listening
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I could be your babydoll, I could be your doll baby
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I could be the things you want I could do it all for you
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Let me get up on it, let me let me
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St. Louise is Listening
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| Soul Coughing |
