Well I know it,It's a shame,a shame I can't show itI see itI can see it nowBut I'm so far below it...Don't wanna,Don't wanna talk about it,I say why not?Don't wanna think about itI say there's got to be some goodReason for your little black backpackUpsmackTurn around he's on his back and:Don't wanna tango with youI'd rather tangle with himI think I'm gonnabash his head inThis shouldn't concern youExcept thatJust don't expect to get yourBloody black backpack backI can feel youYes i can, what about that don't you understand?I can sense youSomething sensualBut it's less than I plannedYou're tryin to find the reasonFor the way you feel tonightYour mind, is lined, with layers of leadHAVE YOU HEARD ONE THING THAT I'VE SAID?
M O F O N G O
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