Kick back a little bit just to watch and see
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Getting sicker by the minute with debauchery
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Whatever your pleasure I'm your punk
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On the brink of sinking, baby, but not yet sunk
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How I listened, lo’ when you told me
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That I was all you had to hold
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I wish it was so when you told me
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That you were solid gold
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Gravity-free is she, look at her
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Highness on a mattress full of anti-matter
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You never left a very mellow impression
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Your smell, or your “go to hell” expression
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Quixoticelixer might
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But it will probably not fix your bite
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Tell me now, tell me how
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Did I your lipstick on my kite
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I love this weather
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It's a perfect storm
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Just keep it coming
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In its perfect form
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I love this weather
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'Cause it keeps me warm
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Just keep it coming
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In its perfect form
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Everyday depression in a beautiful dress, oh
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Lady made a beautiful mess I guess
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Dedicated mind in a medicated state
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Is a highly overrated fate
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Terrible, is it so
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What you told me there is such a thing
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Did you know that you glow when you go
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From winter into spring
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I love this weather
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It's a perfect storm
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Just keep it coming
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In its perfect form
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I love this weather
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'Cause it keeps me warm
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Just keep it coming
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In its perfect form
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The madder the boy, the sadder the song
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That's a wicked fate but the sick get strong
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Mad boy, sad song
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A wicked fate, but the sick get strong
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Nobody's right and everyone's wrong
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I refuse to punt on fourth and long
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Mad boy, sad song
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Wicked fate but the sick get...
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Kick back a little bit just to watch and see
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Getting sicker by the minute with debauchery
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Whatever your pleasure I'm your punk
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On the brink of sinkin’, baby, but not yet sunk
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How I listened, lo’ when you told me
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That I was all you had to hold
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I wish it were so when you told me
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That you were solid gold
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I swear to god I could not hurt you
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I've got to be inside your virtue
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I can't contain my urge to search you
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I stand before you there's no curfew
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I long to be inside your virtue
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My heart is swollen when I search you
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I swear to god I could not hurt you
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My heart is swollen when I search you
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I swear to god I could not hurt you
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I swear to god I could not hurt you
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I've got to be inside your virtue
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I can't contain my urge to search you
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Quixoticelixer
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| Red Hot Chili Peppers |
