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I must exorciiiiiiiiiiiiise the demons

Money talks
but it don't sing and dance and it don't walk.
And long as I can have you here with me
I'd much rather be
forever in blue jeans.

Honey's sweet.
But it ain't nothing next to baby's treat.
And if you pardon me
I'd like to say we'll do okay
forever in blue jeans.

I am in such pain. I've had this song in my head sans cesse for at least five days now, I think. I hope that by inflicting it on you and listening to something else, I can get it out. Pray for me.

srah - Wednesday, 21 May 2003 - 8:45 AM
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