Tonart: Db major
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Don't you love it madly when
It sleeps in your basement
On some gladly pay you
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Tuesday- for- a hamburger-
And don't you love the way you can relate
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To everything your favourite rapper has
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To say about your hatred?
Get a hobby, now why they wanna watch me
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In some hotel lobby getting sloppy
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With this pillow built mommy?
Probably never be global like 2Pac
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But the local boys will beat my
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Shit hard in their jukebox
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Sitting here pretending
I'm not tipsy
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Watching over sensitive
hippies use my
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Records for they dog Frisbees
Be a good little fishy
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And book me a ticket to your city
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So your girlfriend will kiss me
I'm the bee that came
To pollinate the flower
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Make a meal, borrow a tow
It's called love, in return they make bread
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Pay dollars, make beds,
Verse 2
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They call it love and I get plenty of it
The rich kids burn it, my
broke people dub it
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They call it hate and I get plenty of it
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The snakes always wanna put your
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Name where their tongue split's
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They call it love and I get plenty of it
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Give hugs to the public
Put plugs in the budget
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They call it hate and I get plenty of it
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But they know who to call when
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They want the party jumping
Verse 3
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We bust into your system
Search through the evidence
Opening hoping to find why
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You love your residence
Puts your fists up or put
your chips up
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Advocate, act adult or get
Your fabric ripped up
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They said like what? Like
Six foot three,
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ugly mug and a simple flow
Like that? Like that! And a
Bottle of Jimmy Beam
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Peace, my name is Slug and I'm
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Down with the winning team
They wanna kill my steam, I didn't care
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Just lead me to the Phoebe
Jumping up and down with the
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Passion of a battle jester of the kingdom
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See me mack 'em at the castle
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Sean is such an asshole!
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Stealing cigarettes from the rest
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En joy me, avoid me, do what you must do
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But man up and understand why
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They don't love
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you
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Verse 4
Looking through your pinhole
Who you gonna insult?
Atmosphere get up in here, yeah
Where'd your grin go?
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Got a sock full of nickels and quarters
For unsupportive cock smokers that
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Wanna ripple these waters
You hate to love it
Keep changing up the subject
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Still ain't saying nothing
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We knew that you would jump ship
Get back inside your magic
pumpkin you puppet
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Cause all you got left in your
Life is a big 'What if?'
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No names, this pertains to a flock of you
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The fuck you gonna do when
No one's watching you?
Sweep up the fuck- ups
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Tighten up the lug nuts
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Let your world turn with no
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Concern for what Slug does
I'm not number one
I'm just my mother's son
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No regrets, show respect
I understand why you're so discouraged
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Now show your love like it was
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When you was this moment
Interlude 1
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Verse 5
"We may not do this recording
again
And maybe not give it to fellas again
So we hope you enjoyed
listening to
This album half as much
As we enjoyed playing it for you
Cause we had a ball"
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