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SketcheadHe's coming to your partyHe's walking up your driveAnd he's swinging all his keys roundSketcheadHe's seen you with ya top offHe already know's your boyfriendRetain your introductionSketcheadThere comes the protagonistThe pips in your quinceThe hour behind the spiralThe itch you can't itch in your earAnd the knot that shattered your packet of peppermintsSketcheadThere's poison in his spitHe'll complement your titsAnd leave you to your witsSketcheadConvincingly insisting the tyres were baldWhen you gave him the carSketcheadStill coming to your partyStill walking up your driveAnd he's swinging all his keys round on his fingerAs a pendulum to unnerveAnd then there's youYou've changedI approached you like you were the sameBut soon it was apparent a new name was requiredYour lips went on fireAccomplishments that mean while ICaptivated by your magazine skinThe tint on your limbsThat obscures to beginAnd you know full wellThat anyone who says that they don't prefer the sequelWill still be swinging on themselves tonight
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