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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeBedside Manners
"Do not disturb" on the doorPile of clothes on the floorBedside manners, profane grammarI've seen this scene beforeOoh, it's got me down on my kneesBegging but I won't say pleaseShell-shocked and rolling, bells are tollingBut this won't be the end of meIf you don't want my diamonds, don't shake my treeGirl, you think you know what's good for meFlies in my eyes, but I can still seeWhat you're doing to mePut a knife in my back. Expect me to say "please"?With friends like these who needs enemies?Fighting over ragsDirty fingers in the bagParasites inside yaRide the Black MariahThumbprints and toe tagsA million stone-cold milesSore throats and empty vialsMy heart's been ravagedTorn apart and savagedBut here I am, all smilesIf you don't want my diamonds, don't shake my treeYeah, you think you know what's good for meFlies in my eyes, but I can still seeWhat you're doing to meStab a knife in my back, and then you want a pleadWith friends like these who needs enemies?AlrightWanna get goneAll gone, long gone, goneOh, wave my wayAll gone, long gone, goneAnd there was some way outAll gone, long gone, goneOh yeah, blow it yet, I get gone, babyAll gone, long gone, goneOn down the road, bye-bye-bye-bye-bye-bye-bye-bye, babeAll gone, long gone, goneOh yeah, ooh yeah, ain't that right?All gone, long gone, goneAin't that right? Said goodbye-bye-bye-bye-byeGone, yeah, said get-get gone, y'allGet gone, y'all, said bye-bye, y'allSaid get gone, y'all, get-get-get-get
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