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Come on come out of the rain You're not oppressed you're just too learned
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I took the book I lit the page - your sabbatical was burning
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Sweet sweet sweet sweet fire in the street let's sully every stage
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Lick my lips twist my hips but Contessa
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I already did
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Some things work but me I choose to lose my skin in the dirt
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This whiskey priest he burned the church to keep his girls alive
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Sweet sweet sweet sweet fire in the street let's sully every stage we meet
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Lick my lips twist my hips but Contessa
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I already did
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