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Do you have the time to listen to me whine |
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about nothing and everything its alright |
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I am one of those melodramatic fools |
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Neurotic to the bone no doubt about it |
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sometimes i give myself the creeps |
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sometimes my mind plays tricks on me |
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I went to a shrink to analyse my dreams |
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she says its lack of sex thats bringing me down |
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I went to a whore, she says my life’s a bore |
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so quit my whining cause its bringing her down |
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sometimes i give myself the creeps |
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sometimes my mind plays tricks on me |
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sometimes i give myself the creeps |
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sometimes my mind plays tricks on me |
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