I got in a fight with the stenographer
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Afterwards she read me like a book.
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I had tried to get along with her
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But my temperament was quickly overlooked.
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On the weekends we can
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Sneak into this courtroom
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And you'll offer me some sort of bargain plea.
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Yeah, Smith and Weston (Wesson) Jr. was a son of a gun
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He pressed his nose up to my head.
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Yeah, I was sweatin' bullets but I dodged the one
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That was not as much sweat as was lead.
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Oh, I still love you
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Oh, I still love you,
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Although I know that you want me dead.
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And when I turn my other cheek
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I will beg and I'll plead
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That this time you might just kiss it instead.
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Cause this is my story
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And like the glue on the binding,
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I'm sticking to it.
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If you wanna implore me
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To change my tune,
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Well I just won't do it.
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Cause this is my story
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And like the glue on the binding,
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I'm sticking to it.
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If you wanna implore me
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To change my tune,
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Well I just won't do it.
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The Stenographer (Demo)
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| Relient K |
