Liquor Store

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You can go if you want to
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But you know my mind will be walking a tight rope
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'Cause you like having sex like an animal
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And I keep thinking you're running away from

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You got an ice cream cone on your leg, motherfucker
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I got two fish kissing on my clit, motherfucker
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I got headaches on headaches on headaches all day
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But the handshakes are chasing my troubles away

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I'm a thrift store baddie with my booty on the sink
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I'm a shitty ex-nanny with my marbles on the brink
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Spillin' all over the carpet, the kitchen floor
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You clean them up with a mop and the liquor store

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 Liquor store, 'cause I want more, carnivore
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Eating my heart out, liquor store
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'Cause I always want more walking into the liquor store
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Into the liquor store
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'Cause I always want more walking into the liquor store

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Got a fire in my lungs and my legs keep runnin'
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And the headlock, knocked up, babies keep comin'
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And the fantasy, what that we
Keep makin' up, keep fuckin' up
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Keep dreamin' up, keep talkin' 'bout
Ooh, ooh, ooh
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We got short legs, long legs, everybody big legs
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Two, four, six, eight, who do we appreciate?
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You, motherfucker, you, you, motherfucker
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You, motherfucker, you, you, motherfucker
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You can go if you want to
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But you know my mind will be walking a tight rope
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'Cause you like having sex like an animal
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And I keep thinking you're running away from me
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I'm three steps ahead of you
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And now I'm waking up to a nightmare
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'Cause you like getting in bed with the enemy
                           E        F#m      E
And I keep thinking you're running away, ayy

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Running away, hey
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Running away, hey
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Running away, hey
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Running away, hey

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