Gutter, bet he's feeling
Better off than stealing
Cutter off maker
Pissy handshaker
There comes a time
In every man's life
Where the fat seem useless
And the stars near dawn
Think, he'll call her
Think, he'll call her
Think, he'll call her
Think, he'll call her
Think, he'll call her
Think, he'll call her
He will call her
Dollar treats and the botched directions
Take it down, there's no protection
Dollar treats and the botched directions
Take it down, there's no protection
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