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She played for the angels
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I played for the tribe
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The summer had been stolen and the bases were all loaded
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There was big my arm a line
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Big my all the time yeah
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There was big my arm a line
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I can't walk so I guess I'm gonna stay at home
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They can have my legs just leave my head alone
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I was in the kitchen
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The year was in the fall
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A friend of mine had told me that the work upon my only
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No there were no point at all
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There was big fire in the hall yeah
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There weren't no points at all
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I can't walk so I guess I'm gonna stay at home
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They can have my legs just leave my head alone
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And I can't talk so I guess I got nothin' to say
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I'll keep my eyes just take these tears away
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Lock stuck in barrel all the dogs were gone in farrel and the car ran like a broken perculator
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His liver had gone hard and he wouldn't mow the yard
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There was big my arm a line
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And I heard that his brother was a viking
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He liked to settle a problem with a gun
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If you want to know the facts you gotta teach him how to act
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And I hate cough syrup don't you
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I'd rather be a sailor than a fighter
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I'd like to sail a ship into the sun
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If you wanna know the truth you gotta dig up Johnny Boon
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And I hate cough syrup don't you
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I know that your mother is a farter
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I heard she's got connections with the mob
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If you wanna learn the fight you gotta drink up all the light
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And I hate cough syrup don't you
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I'd rather be a matchstick than a lighter
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I'd like to see your work go up and burn
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If you wanna touch the sky you must be prepared to die
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And I hate cough syrup don't you
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I hate cough syrup and I hate fruity (mirror?)
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And I hate cough syrup it's screwed
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You wanna know the truth you gotta dig up Johnny Boof
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And I hate cough syrup don't you
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I hate cough syrup it's screwed
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