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What a joke
The race to space
But you had your table set
And I didn't have a place
Couldn't break my poor manners
Use my hands to slurp spaghetti
Oh Lord it's gettin' heady!
EATING TOO MANY 4 LEAF CLOVERS
DROPPING THE SOAP WHEN YOU BEND OVER
STEP ON A CRACK AND YOU GOT STUCK
BABY BABY YOU'RE SHIT OUTTA LUCK
[shit outta luck y'all]
Monkey in me wants to throw shit on the wall
on the cage on this page. .
Is it time to blast me off, count me down
Do I get a choice in it all?
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