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gettin ready for Sub-t. Beat-Revival, actually waiting on mike to get ready.
Everytime I get in my car I start writing little songs.
What was that song we sang?
I remember every word
but just can’t recall the name

You seem like such a nice girl
and I hate you for that
See I just don’t take kindly to kindness
yeah, I know, don’t ask

throw me around I’m a potato sack
Toss me a good line
I’ll show you a good time
Throw me around and I’ll come back

okee

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