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We were all alone Then she bit my bone I said, ?Let's sell the phone Try to get away" I knew she wasn't here She nailed at my feet Wet socks on the floor But it's all the same Last year we got sick Doctors did the trick Now I gotta use stick But it's still the same And then I saw you dry As a cactus Ono you go home |