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If you search your soul and it sets you free
And you're all contrite like you outta be
It might get you off - make you right with god
But you'll never be right with me
You're a marked man brother
Sometimes I see her from a distance and she looks so pretty
I forget about all that disgusting hair on her face
makes you just want to take a lighter to it
You can bite someone's face out of affection or of other things
And you're all contrite like you outta be
It might get you off - make you right with god
But you'll never be right with me
You're a marked man brother
Sometimes I see her from a distance and she looks so pretty
I forget about all that disgusting hair on her face
makes you just want to take a lighter to it
You can bite someone's face out of affection or of other things
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I believe you! Really!
I'm just going to back away...slowly....
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