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Half Dead:

oh my God I got out of bed
half dead

I’d like a huge beer belly
when I grow old
I’m gonna stare at mountains
and hold your wrinkled hands
but my feelings for you
they’ve stranded in a whorehouse
and they can’t leave
cause they’ve got the cramps

I was counting all my cents
cause I wanted to give you things
I didn’t know it had to be
this way
I was spending all my days
biting off all my nails
I didn’t know I’d have to feel
half dead

you tried to ignore me when I told you
you look so fine in that dress
oh, pure love is something only
dogs and you on drugs can possess

I don’t want us to dance on each others feet
I want us both to sing some leads
let me tell you a secret
after this chorus
the song peaks

I was counting all my cents…

oh my God we got out of bed
half dead

I was counting all my cents…

I’ll take care of you, if you want me
to

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