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A patchy beard and he's slightly balding
His wife's at home she won't stop calling
He places lips to nipple, he's crying
He places tongue to clit, and he's sobbing
2oz lighter, but he seems weighted
Leaves with the smell of two women
He drives with the window down
He pets the dog for an hour

Someone talked through the best part
You'll have to start again
Someone talked through the best part
Rewind the tape to its head

A patch of grass outside the clinic
His wife's at home, she gone ballistic
He places lips to palm, he starts crying
Finger to temple, he's sobbing
A half-oz lighter; be seems weighted
He drops her off outside new haven
He drives with the windows down
He pets the dog for an hour

Someone talked through the best part
You'll have to start again
Someone talked through the best part
Rewind the tape to its head