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| Hi, I'm f**kin' Eddie Dingle I met this girl named Nan She, she overpopulated my senses And f**kin' dicked me over What's your big secret? Could you give me a clue? Oh, silly girl, I'm so in love with you Won't you tell me what's on your mind If you'd open your head tell me what would I find Are you for real? What do you feel? Finders keepers, losers weepers, baby If I could get the lid off, I'd look into the jar Is this the best thing that I can do? It ain't done me no good so far Mind over matter But it seems I don't matter at all (f**ker) Nan, a table for one Do you think I could be invited to come? (f**k) What's your big secret? Could you give me a clue? Oh, silly, silly girl, I'm so in love with you Won't you tell me what's on your mind If you'd open your head tell me what would you find Are you for real? What do you feel? You know, I saw you yesterday walkin' with Danny He's a f**ker, and you're a f**ker too You know what you did to me baby? Yeah, you know what you did, now you're walkin' with Danny down the street How do you think that make me feel huh? How do you think that make me feel huh? Huh? You think I like it here, you f**ker? You f**kin' bitch, I hate you, you f**ker You keep walkin' with Danny You keep f**kin' walkin' with Danny, I don't give a f**k Yeah, I don't give a flying f**k about you or Danny, you bitch |
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