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Rundown motel is not classy.
Guess he didn't make enough blood money.
That, or he spent it on a big nun party.

He's hurt bad. Shoulda played on easy.
Nun bling jingling, getting pretty breezy.

You probably shouldn't wear a white shirt.
Even nuns go to shoe sales.
And get prison tats.

Tie your blood red tie
to match your blood red blood. Yay, fashion.

Distorted guitar makes the nuns pull out some guns.
And a rocketlauncher.
47 wants to fit in with them. (hot)
But sexy bad guy music makes nuns take their clothes off.
And get tattoos.

He got some blood on his favorite coin.
Hydrogen peroxide will take it off.
Just like this music did for all of
the hitman's girlfriends,
who just found out about eachother.

Hot hot hot, even hotter.
Slow mo pistol smacking water.
Hopefully he doesn't kill the hot hitwom-
NO DONT KILL THEM!

Slow mo 3d pistol spinning
Don't kill the hot hit women
Slow 3d pistol spinning.
Please don't kill the hot women

He doesn't date coworkers.
So he shoots them in the chest.
That one's the hottest.
Denied! Knee him in the eye.
Not a bad view if you gotta die.
But he's not distracted,
he just smacked it.
Hit her in the back of the head
and make the hot chick leader uglier.

Now her friend's the hottest one.
She can't be her friend now.
Now she can as long as she's not
used as a human shield OH no.
Slow mo. Too slow.

Rest in peace, hot hit women.
That's right. Think about what you've done.

Hitman Absolution.

Look out, hot hit women.
He's got some ammunition.
And soon you will be wishing
I was there to protect you.

Just call me.
Call me hot hit women.
Let's hang out sometime.
Let's get some coffee sometime.
When's good for you?
How bout November 20th?


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