I can't write
And I can't sing
I can't do anything
I can't read
And I can't spell
I can't even get to hell
I can't love
And I can't hate
I can't even hesitate
I can't dance
And I can't walk
I can't even try to talk
Freddie tried to strangle me
With my plastic popper beads
But I hit him back
With my pet rat
Yeah I hit him back
With my pet rat
I can't spit
And I can't kick
I can't even be thick
I can't read
And I can't spell
I can't even get to hell
I can't luv
And I can't hate
I can't even hesitate
I can't dance
And I can't walk
I can't even try to talk
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