Today I sat and smoked myself to cancer
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Thinking about the dancer at the bar
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Well how was I to know
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That a crush could just implode
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¡®Til it became a grudge eclipsing every star
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And yes I know my addictions run the gamut
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The drugs, the smokes, the booze, the 24
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But can you make the turkey colder
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Or skew me less bipolar
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Let me list the things about you I abhor
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Horrible, you're
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So easy, talk sleazy
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You led me off the plank, and left me queezy
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And that is why
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You can't rock my world
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You swore that you were TAKEN when I met you
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But yes, You did undress me from afar
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A gentle concubine
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You skipped amongst the mimes
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Just a product of the endless empty grind
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You lack the curve that prove a proper lady
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A slender slave, with slut-ish sleepy eyes
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The once I was emoting
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And Bono-lyric quoting
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I have found another; be my guest and die.
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With starry eyes, she's
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Warm-glancing, entrancing
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And now I'm through with all your sick, sad ranting
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And that is why
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You can't rock my world
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I've lost you...
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Now I climb through the silky sky
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It's so blue
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You're just old news, that is why
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So screwed
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Lay my head...
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Your machine is broke and green
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And now I see right through your lies.
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with ripe wonder,
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I plunder,
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the village now I know that I'm a commer.
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That is why
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You can't rock my--
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That is whyyy
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That is why
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You'll never ever in a Goddamn millenium be my girl
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Watch frozen stars on the way home
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I watch frozen stars on the way back home
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I watch frozen stars on the way home
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I watch frozen stars burn out on the way back home!
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That Is Why
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