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Asking For Trouble

by david-w-clare

Two girls in one room Is asking for trouble They'll chew up your money Then run off to the next fool On the double it all seems so funny Asking for trouble Buy me a beer Demands the queer His shoes are all worn Loves watching porn Your days are used up No water in cup All dogs must die Cats have nine lives Retards with one eye Spy on your pie Big city is hell Mother nature knows well She will outlive us all We will suffer in the rubble Asking for trouble...
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