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Left you on read for like 3 days Got that night on replay This shit got me belly up, she say Come on honey, get you some Forget it Countdown from ten, now don't be awkward Downtown, the bend, he's off his rocker Found out the rest, it's in his locker Down d-down d-down, I guess he just couldn't wait F-f-f-feeling good, I'm feeling lucky F-f-f-falling in love, what a dummy F-f-f-feeling good, right on the money Someone tell me to stop And I could really use help Baby help yourself Probably someone else Take it off the shelf Worry about your health Remember how it felt? Things were getting boring, anyways I wanna be skinny Take a little more, oh I feel it already Knocking on my door, how many is too many Now I'm falling through the floor Left you on read for like 3 days Got that night on replay This shit got me belly up, she say Come on honey, get you some Left you on read for like 3 days Got that night on replay This shit got me belly up, she say Come on honey, get you some No, maybe this just how it is She don't really wanna quit Bubble bubble pop and fizz Get there on your own Swear she's sweeter, double dipped Feely funny throw a fit Tinker Tailor talking shit Bitch, you're better on your own Blue on the walls, feet bruised 6am, switch over to the news She don't care how my day's been Well neither would I, oh honey it's cool It's cool Well neither would I, honey it's cool Oh, it's cool Left you on read for like 3 days Got that night on replay This shit got me belly up, she say Come on honey, get you some Left you on read for like 3 days Got that night on replay This shit got me belly up, she say Come on honey, get you some
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