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Yo (Co-co-co-co—)
          	Yeah, my codeine looking like Barney,
          	This bitch acting way too preppy like Barbie.
          	I-I-I like sleazy bxtches ready to party.
          	Rub that p*ssy on my stache like Steve Harvey.
          	

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Oh no I don't need you, but I miss you come here.
          And oh, it's hard to see you but I wish you were right here.
          Oh, it's hard to leave you when I get you everywhere.
          All this time I'm thinking I'm strong enough to think it.
          Oh, no I don't need you but I miss you come here. 

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So when you gonna tell her that we did that, too?
          She thinks it's special, but it's all reused
          That was our place, I found it first
          I made the jokes you tell to her when she's with you.

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Do you get déjà vu when she's with you?
            Do you get déjà vu? Ah, hmm.
            Do you get déjà vu, huh?
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Who tends the orchards?
          Who fixes up the gables?
          Emotional torture
          From the head of your high table
          Who fetches the water
          From the rocky mountain spring?
          And walk back down again
          To feel your words and their sharp sting?
          And I'm getting f*cking tired.

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The capillaries in my eyes are bursting
            If our love died would that be the worst thing?
            For somebody that I thought was my savior
            You sure make me do a whole lot of labor
            The callous skin on my hands is cracking
            If our love ends would that be a bad thing?
            And the silence haunts our bed chamber
            You make me do too much labour.
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