.Welcome to the end of the night, where everyone reeks of stale smoke, dirty jokes
Stop me if you've heard this one
The ransoms over, where's my cut, cut, cut, cut?
Skewered on an open flame I bought you off the spit
Pose for me, pose for me
Paws and knees trace around the switchblade.
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