It always sucks
Refolding the kind of map needed when I get stuck
Here the sun don't shine the fact is if I just shut up
My rubbered stamp could flag you as dumb
It ain't your mind
You're givin' me a piece of as it don't take einstein
To know that's just obscene but it's been buck rogers' time
Since I hit other than rock bottom
Even the odds
Of having you against me with your crotchless jihad
On blue balls evidently are all mighty good god
So angel dust my soul like james brown
Street legal whore
Hauling so much stunning ass sell yourself short
Like bridget at the bunny ranch
Do it all fours
The satisfaction of getting fouled
I'm the least you could do
If only life were as easy as you
I'm the least you could do
If only life were as easy as you
I would still get screwed
I don't care if
Getting under someone that's beneath you fits
The m.o. of conundrum as you reckoned this
Was just a fancy word for rubbers
I aim to get
A bang out of working your weak spot that sets
The bar so low just nerve can score with no respect
Since oddly danger feels like pay dirt
I'm the least you could do
If only life were as easy as you
I'm the least you could do
If only life were as easy as you
I'm the least you could do
If only life were as easy as you
If only
When my fumbling breaks you should
I thank your dad for the damaged goods?
When my fumbling breaks you should
I thank your dad for the damaged goods?
When my fumbling breaks you should
I thank your dad for the damaged goods?
When my fumbling breaks you should
I thank your dad for the damaged goods?
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