.darla, they've brought your eggs into my kitchen
i know you're wishin' your bones weren't so soft
but your cage is just too small to move in,
we're fucking groovin' in the city
it's a pity that you can't be groovin' too, boo.
and i know that you weren't born for a pot pie,
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