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love you better) No one's gonna love you the way I do Nobody No one's gonna love you the way I do Nobody (I can love you better) No one's gonna love

t come through And take any motherfuckin' thing you do got We done had you a strong shower, one-five-one, no raw I'm whoopin' them drawers off, takin

at me, I don't love 'em I fuck 'em I don't chase 'em I duck 'em, I replace 'em with another one You had to see she keep callin' me Big (And another one

you AKA I-D-I-O-T, don't know Who the hell I'm supposed to be I-D-I-O-T, AKA I-D-I-O-T Yeah that's me, I-D-I-O-T I put up with being laughed at 'Cause

one of them, yeah one of th-the-them Oh I?m not o-o-one? Well I?m a hundred th-the-then I?m a hundred mother loving stars You?re no lights, you?re an

trees without a trapeze In his B.V.D.s He's got a union card and he's practicing hard To play, the guitar, gonna be a big star Yeah, he's gonna go far

you gonna do?" "Well you get your fiddle devil if you think that you can win 'Cos I beat you once you old dog and I can whip your butt again" John Brown

ain't purple, I ain't smokin' Rubber band bank rolls, 50 thousand dollar cheddar knots Try to shine, is you out your mind, boy you better not I walk around with more money than you

Landlord over here! Where's the bloody man? One more for the road! Thenardier, one more slug o' gin. Just one more, or my old man is gonna do me in. [