Wolfman
Woke up with a funny taste in my mouth.
Drank all my mouth wash, think I ate a mouse.
Burned out my razor just shaving my face.
It seems that I'm shedding all over the place.
I'm allergic to silver, the Wolf's Bane's in bloom,
And I hate it whenever we have a full moon.
Can't keep a girlfriend, they don't understand,
No walks in the moon light while I hold their hand.
My dog doesn't like me, the cat ran away,
And others bemoan one single bad day.
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