.Your pride and joy is a pretty beast.
The baddest apples fall from rotten trees.
The little monster is a walking disease.
You got only yourself to blame--
'Cause all else failed!
And you're hot, hot on my trail,
And you know that it's not, not, not my fault,
But you know tha.
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