I go forty down a fifty
I grow one-inch under six feet
I can rise with the tide but when I go to the top
I need more, I need more, more to make this poor man go
I can slug the sleaze (like a rambling runt)
My weak hands and knees (got me banned to my bum)
My id got the keys (I'm here for the fun)
Put my mind at ease, I just wanna go dumb
I go forty down a fifty
I found a way to kill a deadbeat
I can rise with the tide but when I go to the top
I need more, I need more, more to make this poor man go
I can slug the sleaze (like a rambling runt)
My weak hands and knees (got me banned to my bum)
My id got the keys (I'm here for the fun)
Put my mind at ease, I just wanna go dumb
Wanna go dumb (I just wanna go dumb)
I wanna go dumb (I just wanna go)
More, I need more, more to make this poor man go
I can slug the sleaze (like a rambling runt)
My weak hands and knees (got me banned to my bum)
My id got the keys (I'm here for the fun)
Put my mind at ease, I just wanna go dumb
Wanna go dumb (I just wanna go dumb)
I wanna go dumb (I just wanna go dumb)
I wanna go dumb (I just wanna go dumb)
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