Meatballs
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Meatballs
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You are sick
And you don't care
I don't care either
I want meatballs
Not any sauce
Not too hot
I don't really care
Fuck off
The cockroaches come crawling
They want a piece of bread
From my meatball sub
I burn it now it's dead
Not any sauce
Not too hot
I don't really care
Fuck off
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Fao Troffea performs "Meatballs", and this lyric page sits inside the Fao Troffea catalog on LyroVerse.
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