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they call me they want to see me they want to know I'm not dead what's so bad about death, it's the new fad no need to be sad Just keep waiting for me to make it big honeybee I'll be one day. you won't have to marry that man you won't have to clean his mess you won't have to call to know my plan you won't have to wait for my death float by my side, get busy our name will be in lights, stay ***** and I'll be kissing the spot near your waist tonight
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May 27, 2015
May 27, 2015 at 12:05 PM UTC
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they call me they want to see me they want to know I'm not dead what's so bad about death, it's the new fad no need to be sad Just keep waiting for me to make it big honeybee I'll be one day. you won't have to marry that man you won't have to clean his mess you won't have to call to know my plan you won't have to wait for my death float by my side, get busy our name will be in lights, stay ***** and I'll be kissing the spot near your waist tonight
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May 27, 2015
May 27, 2015 at 12:05 PM UTC
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