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Mrs. Jones

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Mrs. Jones

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Sorry man, sorry, sorry, I've got a bad eye

I shouldn't, I shouldn't have looked at it

I should have listened

Go, go away, go away on the sugar star

Sugar star and the, the abortionist

And hey, you want her on the bed

With her legs wide open and her eyes all spread

The sky's a narcotic with blackjack bones

Oh Mrs. Jones

Oh Mrs. Jones

Cry me a river but just take me home

Oh Mrs. Jones

Oh Mrs. Jones

Sorry man, I've got a...

Oh God, just leave me

Fucking ran away with my abortionist

My blue eye blacked with all the jizz

With the knife they used to, to gut my face in

It's been out stabbing baby, baby angels and

Smile, smile

The sky's a narcotic with blackjack bones

Oh Mrs. Jones

Please Mrs. Jones

My virus is raging it's breaking my bones

Oh, Mrs. Jones

Please Mrs. Jones

Close your eyes

Well, I will follow you down the sick drain

When I lean on, on the sink

Don't worry, don't worry, don't worry, baby

You will, you will never stink so bad

Sorry man, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have looked at it

I'm sorry man, you're night blooming sickle cell

You're a night blooming sickle cell

I ran away, ran away

Look into the bloodroot you suicide bitch

It takes an hour like you to make me want to live

Sorry, I'm sorry, man, I'm sorry man

The sky's a narcotic with blackjack bones

Oh Mrs. Jones

Oh Mrs. Jones

Cute little doggie won't leave me alone

Oh Mrs. Jones

Please Mrs. Jones

My virus is raging, it's breaking my bones

Oh Mrs. Jones

Please Mrs. Jones

Oh, cry me a river, baby, just take me home

Oh Mrs. Jones

Oh Mrs. Jones

Sister ectoplasma, she's incredulous

Just like a pro she takes off her dress

And she kicks you down in her snow white pumps

Just remember it was me who found the lump

Shit... shit... shit... shit

East is east and west is west

And mine was you

And mine was the best

And east is east and west is west

And mine was you

And mine was blind, was gold

Mrs. Jones

"Don't ask me again

Don't ever talk to me like that again"

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