.Groping, gangly, unweave at your sleeve, fit your pasty face
And keep banging that fork on that plate, keep spitting down my spiral staircase
Your neckline is all mine, your jaw line, your lifeline has shortened some
And itâs all mine, and itâs all mine, good god almighty look what yo.
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