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one thousand nine hundred ninety something years after christ the price won't suffice in the end Your manners gone You're broken down Who's around to hold ya' hand? You're sleeping around you're sleeping around again You almost knew everything Everything that was you Almost You knew everything Everything that was you You're high She's funny She likes to count your money You squeeze Say please She's got you on your knees You joke her You soke her She's sleeping with your chauffer he'll drive her he'll drive her Places you don't go And you almost knew everything Everything that was you Almost You knew everything Everything that was What you don't know is just how much you don't know What you don't know is just how much you don't know What you don't know I never shot the president No You tried Lied Gonna whip your back side down to the floor Out the door Don't come around here no more What you sellin I ain't buying What? You talking? Bitch, stop lying I swear I could care Now I gotta go fix my hair And you almost knew everything Everything that was you Almost You knew everything Everything that was you Almost You knew everything Everything that was you Almost You knew everything Everything that was you |