"Keep movin' your body in my direction"
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"Let's continue our party everybody by just clapping our hands."
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[Slug]
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Colossal, large, big as it gets, massive
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I'd kill you all if I wasn't so passive
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Instead I creep off to a booth and hold it solo
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To study these people, you fuckin' filth
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Walkin on my fifth, or maybe my sixth
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Where every women represents the meaning of existence
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I've no choice but to notice the one that consistently keeps me enlisted
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Keeps me aware, she has no idea where my head sits
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And if she did how do think she'd react, maybe double up and laugh?
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Maybe catch some relief, place wagers on the theories, keep your eye on my trap
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Emotions speak through me in the form of gratuity
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Is this enough? Is there an underlying message?
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Of course - every act deserves a/in response
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It's my place to watch the one she takes, try to guess it
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If I could only prove what I really feel
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Maybe Just, would thrust her into my zone
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Let's go, like *thump* time to pay the bill
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Again the waitress and I both drive home alone, where you goin'?
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Liquor Lyles Cool July
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