A Twenty Questioned Lowlife
Why the twenty question game when you come home?
Was you out with friends or with a seducer of your own?
Question after question spill from my mouth..
Answers upon answers, you are still a louse!
Twenty questions doesn’t do this game justice.
Up the ante to forty, let me get my check list.
You are the quintessential best I have ever tested.
Guess what however, you have been busted!
Get your gear and get out of my life.
You had your chance you’re nothing but, lowlife
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