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Post by RememberWhen on Feb 26, 2011 19:49:03 GMT -5
Slipping down a slide, I did enjoy the ride. Don't know what to decide. You lied to me. You looked me in the eye. It took me by surprise. Now, are you gratified? You cried to me.
Don't turn around. I'm sick and I'm tired of your face. Don't make this worse. You've already gone and got me mad. It's too bad I'm not sad. It's casting over. It's just one of those things. You'll have to get over it.
When I was feeling down, you'd start to hang around. And then I found your hands all over me. And that was out of bounds. You filthy, rotten hound. It's badder than it sounds, believe me.
Don't turn around. I'm sick and I'm tired of your face. Don't make this worse. You've already gone and got me mad. It's too bad I'm not sad. It's casting over. It's just one of those things. You'll have to get over it.
Hey, yeah. You gotta get over it. Hey, yeah. You gotta get over it.
Too bad I'm not sad. It's casting over. Just one of those things. You'll have to get over it.
Don't turn around. I'm sick and I'm tired of your face. Don't make this worse. You've already gone and got me mad.
Don't turn around. I'm sick and I'm tired of your face. Don't make this worse. You've already gone and got me mad. Too bad I'm not sad. It's casting over. Just one of those things. You'll have to get over it. You'll have to get over it.
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