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I thought that was your voice I thought that was my car Now we ain't ever met before But I know who you are You're living in my house And I'm living in a tent And don't laugh, this second job of mine Is paying both our rents You're out here buying Happy Meals And I'm eating rice and pintos You so much as crack a smile at me, man I'll come through this here window Well you took my wife And you took my kids And you took that life That I used to live My pride, the pool, the boat, my tools, my dreams, the dog, the cat Yeah I think that's just about everything Oh I almost forgot Do you want fries with that? Your ketchup's in the bag And a check is in the mail I hope your chicken's raw inside And I hope your bun is stale I'm supposed to tell you "Please come back" But how bout this instead? I hope you both choke on a pickle Man, that would tickle me to death I don't know what you're waiting on You're holding up the line Oh man, you ain't got no change coming back Are you out of your mind? Well you took my wife And you took my kids And you took that life That I used to live My pride, the pool, the boat, my tools, my dreams, the dog, the cat Yeah I think that's all there is Do you want fries with that? Well you took my wife And you took my kids And you took that life That I used to live My pride, the pool, the boat, my tools, my dreams, the dog, the cat Yeah I think that about covers it Do you want fries with that? |
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