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I push the limits of good taste
Whenever i open my mouth
You got a worm in your ear
Like checkov from kahn
Shame! shame!
I hit a new kind of low.
All the way from south dakota
Like a green leprachaun
She got a sun dress in heat
He got his latex gloves on
Shame! shame!
I hit a new kind of low.
And if you ever come here
You're tweaking on the phone
"i got a new connection"
I never leave the light on
Shame! shame!
I hit a new kind of low...
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