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The Corrs - Abra cadaver
Ah no what's wrong with me,
I got no vision see.
I was the target of a notion of submission see.
Oh yeah they needed me, I was the target see.
They tried to stick a dead body inside of me.
I Need no, Need no alibi.
Honestly I tell no lies,
Wanted to stick an office worker inside of me.
But I kept breaking free, they could no capture me.
I pulled maneuvers that were closer to savage see,
Bad, bad!
They tried to stick a dead body inside of me,
Bad bad!
Come again I tell no lies,
So now you understand I was a wanted man
The opposition and the bug of a shiny hand,
But ah no this I see, there's nothing wrong with me.
There's no deadbeat regime rider inside of me
I Need no, Need no alibi.
Honestly, I tell no lies.
Tried to stick an office worker inside of me.
I Need no, need no alibi.
Honestly, I tell no lies.
Wanted nothing stuck inside of me
Bad bad, They tried to stick a dead body inside of me.
Bad bad, wanted nothing stuck in me
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