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Sick to Death

Nothing in life is ever free And for but a minimal fee I'll cure you of all your ills Just swallow these little pills But if that doesn't do the trick And your stomach's feeling sick Trust me now and if you please Open up and swallow these One dose, two dose, three dose, four If that works just ask for more If it don't, we'll just keep trying Right up to the day you're dying

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