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I was shaking with laugtherscared the bratty childrendid I destroy the ambience
I'm sure for that hoity-toity patronit wasn't pretty when I looked into the faceoops, into the eyes, ruptured icy chaoswhat's the, what's the, who's the prickwe was hidden in the potted plants
I know and we was no obnoxiousbut I could see, there in the sun roomthe growing storm of disapprovalit wasn't pretty when I looked into the faceoops, into the eyes, ruptured icy chaoswhat's the, what's the, who's the prick
I ain't supposed to laughcan't let your children see that
I ain't supposed to wonderwhat's the, who's the prickwhat's the, who's the prickwhat's the, who's the prickwhat's the, what's the, who's the prick
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