Sticks and Stones
Sticks and stones may break my bones
But so can a jealous wife
She knows how to swing a frying pan
And she carries a carving knife
I never understood why people cheat
Knowing they're gonna get caught
I guess it because they didn't know
About the poison she's already bought
And if the life insurance increases
It probably means she knows
Or maybe she's found an earring
You know how this story goes
Liars never prosper
And cheaters never win
So if you're planning on cheating
Then let the games begin
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