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All the world's your ashtray,I'm just your marlboro.
Light me up then butt me, you're sick & beautiful.

It's bamby meets godzilla, a 3d free for all.
Set me up then stomp me, you're sick & beautiful.
Squeeze me like your lemon, then mix with alcohol.
Shake me hard then down me, you're sick & beautiful.
You're gravy with gasoline & wicked with whipping cream.

I need a quick fix,
I'm flashing like an instamatic,
crusted like a worn out penthouse,
your junk is habitual,
you're sick & you're beautiful.

Bounce me hard & dunk me, I'm just your basketball.
Lay me up then heave-ho, you're sick & beautiful.
Peel my bandage slowly, its psychological.
You're napalm with novocain, a kite in a hurricane.

I need a quick fix,
I'm flashing like an instamatic,
crusted like a worn out penthouse,
your junk is habitual,
you're sick & you're beautiful.

Leave me in a ditch like roadkill, or maybe we could switch the driver.
Have some mercy and kevorkian me to sleep.
You're cockroach with cabernet, but taste like a milky way.
You're gravy with gasoline & wicked with whipping cream.

I need a quick fix,
I'm flashing like an instamatic,
crusted like a worn out penthouse,
your junk is habitual,
you're sick & you're beautiful.

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