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That you're no funny as the only one who has a milking down You're the only one who says that you hold down when you won't come back and have a new I don't know all these attitude I've got no faith in you and no faith in you Well, bring that word with us now

That's not me, baby, I saw you eating high-boi-gars With me good friends, little wispy the other day So from now on, it's all off Get all off, baby. Oh, I... Nobody be hard-bound. I know, buddy, be hard-bound.

Boy, I got fancy homes. Fancy homes. I'd be out of place in your old home town when you walk down at high bus hills. I can't believe baby dead of you. I got those painted lips.

Honey, those painted eyes. Wearing a toilet of paradise. You all seem strong. Somehow, because nobody we are now! That's me baby- You're Cassie Baby my babyate

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