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Well did-did-did-did-did-did-did-didn't ya tell me That you'd be here with the car When I got back from the bank With the money And did-did-did-did-did-did-did-didn't you say That your name was Natasha But that dude called you Petrovka Last night at the party And did-did-did-did-did-did-did-didn't ya tell me You were single But you're not single You're married to a Russian mobster And did-did-did-did-did-did-did-didn't ya tell me That you loved me But you just told me that Shit to use me Hey hold on a minute Hand me back my life 'Cause I can't take any more of this tonight Hey hold on a minute Hand me back my life 'Cause I can't take any more of this And did-did-did-did-did-did-did-didn't you tell me That you knew how to get back To the border hey, this ain't the border This ain't the border And did-did-did-did-did-did-did-didn't you tell me There'd be somebody Waitin' for us in the van With some dry clothes And did-did-did-did-did-did-did-didn't you tell me There'd be passports With our pictures on it Man these aren't passports This is bullshit And did-did-did-did-did-did-did-didn't you tell me That everything was gonna be All right, all right? It ain't all right Hey hold on a minute Hand me back my life 'Cause I can't take any more of this tonight Hey hold on a minute Hand me back my life 'Cause I can't take any more of this tonight I can't take anymore I'm outta here This is the sing-a-long part |