I played a show last night
And you were there with your troop
You gave me some feedback
But my guitar can do that too
You stuck me to you
With your wicked cups of suction
And it ain't that I don't like you
I just think I deserve a better fuction
I'm sick of your baloney
All you ever feed me is luncheon
And the only time you let me out
Is at the designated junction
You let me in through the window
You think I don't use doors
You hide me in your closet
But I just get so bored
I make you food and cups of tea
But I'd rather cup your breast
And rest assured I do want you
But right now I need a rest
You're and idiot babe but we still love you
That's what I said
But now the tides have turned, I've changed my mind
The water's above my head
Punch out all the clocks
Till there's no time left
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