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Phair Liz Exile In Guyville

Help me, Mary, please I've lost my home to thieves They bully the stereo and drink They leave suspicious stains in the sink They make rude remarks about

He's just a hero in a long line of heroes Looking for something attractive to save They say he rode in on the back of a pick-up And he won't leave town

I woke up alarmed I didn't know where I was at first Just that I woke up in your arms And almost immediately I felt sorry 'Cause I didn't think this

[high part:] Everytime I see your face I get all wet between my legs Everytime you pass me by, I heave a sigh of pain [low part:] Everytime I see your

Rifle in hand and two in the bush Three count delay, I may need a little push Take out the garbage on Tuesday nights Seems like the small things are

And when I asked for a separate room It was late at night, and we'd been driving since noon But if I'd known how that would sound to you I would have

He's got a really big tongue It rolls way out Snaking around in the club It slicks you down Scratching his face like a bum He pulls you back Circa nineteen

I learn my name I write with a number two pencil I work up to my potential I earn my name I come when called I jump when you circle the cherry I sing

Head underwater Keeps getting harder Give 'em your medicine Fame injection Tell him to jump higher Tell him to run farther Make him measure up Decades