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Where's everyone going? Bingo? Uh! Adam Driver, how about you park the car? Adam Driver, how about you leave the bar? Uh Adam Driver, I don't like the middle part, no Adam Driver, I'm a Simpson, I'd be Bart I'd be Bart, I'd not be Marge I'd be Bart, I would not be Marge I'd be Bart, I would not be Marge I'd be Bart, I would not be Marge Uh, Adam Driver, Adam Pilot, Adam Diver Adam Mileage, Adam Paperwork, I'm doing the fileage I drink sodas like Coke on the regular My wife divorced me for things that I said to her My dog is hungry, I should have, have fed-ed her My new wife's a robot, I have in— I drink sodas like Coke on the regular My wife divorced me for things that I said to her My dog is hungry, I should have have fed-ed her My new wife's a robot, I have invented her There's a ball in a cup like Dude Perfect I tripped and I fell and that shit hurted Thanks of Giving and I'm getting turked That's all it, that's all it! That's all it! Minecraft gold bars that I spit, protein shakes They all taste like my shit, yeah Yeah Stop it with the bigotry, tofu soup and it's simmery I can never tell if she's into me, ice cold balls in the wintery Please put your hands in the wagon 2024, we're on Fallon, 2025 and it's Ellen I just put the P in the spellin', fuck! I said P in the spelling Why's it John Wick three, not five? Why Ocean Eleven, not nine? Please do not forget to wipe Read between the lines, not vibes In reality I got a lot of tea time Hitting golf balls in the sea time Wishing I never give me any me time Focused both my eyes on the pee line That is just it, isn't that queef? Cobble together like loaf-es of meat I think that it's neat QUEEF UNDERGROUND, John Wick five Why's it John Wick three, not five? Why Ocean Eleven, not nine? Please do not forget to wipe Read between the lines, not vibes
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