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Crushed up like a Coke can Carpet bomb of estrogen You're gonna take that back You're gonna take that back "Party's wearing red," she said Naked, I look just like a Rembrandt I hope you're into that I hope you're into that Protecting and attacking You're still hanging on to that Perverse sense of obligation Wait, wait, wait Wait, listen You can't say I didn't warn you Good neighbors make good fences If you pile them end to end Stack 'em high now, heel to head They're keeping off the wind She called me a feast when We kissed up in her bedroom, then She apologized for biting in I hope you're into that So I turned off my location Let her fuck me like you thought you did I remember every minute Wait, wait, wait Wait, listen You can't say I didn't warn you Wait, wait, wait Wait, listen You can't say I didn't warn you Healing over, still embedded Names were changed to protect the participants Perverse sense of obligation