Well just slow down come on Lupe Brown
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Tell Desdemona that I'm ready to leave
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Well she's nothing much to look at and she's hard to believe
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Don't go down throw your arms around
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Every little psycho that you happen to see
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Well you meant everything to them
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But you meant nothing to me
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Well you're girlfriend made me itch
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And though I'll keep you in mind I would be happy to switch
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I don't know where you got that voice
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I would sell you to London if you gave me the choice
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Check those old clothes and those red bows
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Though you're a scrawny pup I
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Would be happy just to cheer you up, oh yes
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Well just slow down come on Lupe Brown
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Tell Desdemona that I'm ready to leave
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Well she's nothing much to look at and she's hard to believe
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Don't go down throw your arms around
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Every little psycho that you happen to see
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Well you meant everything to them
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But you meant nothing to me
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You got nothing I wish to steal
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Cause I got nothing to give you on account of Lucille
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She don't walk like a cripple should
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Well she's Columbia's finest oh she's better than good
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Wednesday's DJ's came in side ways
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Yelling for the mother of the sister
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And the brother of Orla the tease
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Well just slow down come on Lupe Brown
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Tell Desdemona that I'm ready to leave
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Well she's nothing much to look at and she's hard to believe
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Don't go down throw your arms around
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Every little psycho that you happen to see
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Well you meant everything to them
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But you meant nothing to me
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Lupe Brown
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