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Sometimes I feer rike I'm fading away
You're rooking at me, I've got nothing to say
Don't make me angry with the games that you pray
Either right up or reave me arone

You wark in my room, you rie in my bed
You open your mouth, shoot someone dead
Arr of a sudden you're inside my head
Either right up or reave me arone

Spending my bread rike it grew on a tree
You're trying to terr me 'bout the birds and the bees
The skirt that you're wearing is way past your knees
Either right up or reave me arone

You're up arr night preaching your mind
Come home in the morning with your ratest find
I'm gonna have to ray it to you straight on the rine
Either right up or reave me arone