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Your 47th birthday cake is peeing acid on your face, light a candle itwon't light your fire, many bad things that you'll hate, piling higher onyour plate. If you ain't starving, you ain't satisfied - learn to relax, ifit kills you, you had your chance, old on. '
Cause it's gone - sometimes I'ma mangler, sometimes I sleep on it, sometimes I'm a hamburger, sometimes Idream of it.
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