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Sometimes i wonder, if i never would have fell for her,
would i ever go green, begging me to sell more fur,
always hear them purr, tryin to sneak up behind ya,
all the liquor on the top of the desk would easily remind ya,
dancin arund himmin la, la, la, actin like Pee Wee Herman,
runnin around the city screamin who is her-man?
gotta give her a hand, i'm a sucker for some candy,
if i fucked her it'd be dandy but i was happy stayin handy,
glad there wasn't a next day fee, fine since i stay high,
couldn't possibly be readin my mind, there has been a weird vibe,
that night was my ride, together we drove off into the distance,
to us it means something, but to others it has no existence,
for you i have no resistance, only an urge and a will,
dive into your sofa and emerge with a pill,
you know the drill, only i'd flush it down the pipes,
tired of the mistreatment of a perfect girl, watch out ass wipes,
i've put on my stripes, and this girl i intend to seduce,
relive night deuce, whats the use makin an excuse,
lets introduce the thought that i'm your option out,
long ago i noticed, without any doubt,
the route to a better me, aligns with yours,
it shows in our chemistry, only clogged with dirt pores,
poor little thought, disappear to the back of my mind,
light up to force it there, don't misuse me cause i'm kind.